| First things first, we’d like you to stare
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| We used to go on stage in our underwear
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| We changed up, we got a brand new beat
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| Now we got the summers poppin' in the street
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| They all stare, can I help you?
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| Everybody jam cause this party’s goin' ham
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| Just stare, can I help you?
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| Ain’t nobody stoppin' cause we got this party poppin' now
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| Second things first, we know you got thirst
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| But we like it when you’re fiening for the funk until it hurts
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| Jump, air, can you blame me?
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| Every time you whip it to the beat, it make a brother just stare
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| Sister freak me
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| Nobody got a chance
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| You need to back up, let me show you how to dance
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| Stare, can I get a kiss?
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| I pull out a tune
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| Curvy ma, tell me what you wanna do
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| Do you wanna
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| Uh-uh-uh-uh-ahh-ahh
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| Uh-uh-uh-uh-ahh-ahh
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| Do you wanna
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| Uh-uh-uh-uh-ahh-ahh
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| Sexy dance now
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| Uh-uh-uh-uh-ahh-ahh
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| Sexy dance now
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| Do you wanna
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| Uh-uh-uh-uh-ahh-ahh
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| Uh-uh-uh-uh-ahh-ahh
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| Do you wanna
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| You don’t wanna sneak it
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| Cause you know we couldn’t take it
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| But we like it when you shake it
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| Baby careful not to break it
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| Don’t break it now
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| Do you wanna
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| Uh-uh-uh-uh-ahh-ahh
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| Uh-uh-uh-uh-ahh-ahh
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| Last things last
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| I need your number fast
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| I’d rather let the music talk
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| While you and me walk into the past
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| Into the past
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| Into the
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| Stare
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| Stare
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| Stare
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| Stare
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| Stare |