| R U ready?
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| Pum pump let me see you jump
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| Shake your rump push it real good
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| Break it down with the funk
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| One love like the LB say right right
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| Music Makes Us High but you’ve been given shade
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| 'Cause I stay paid sippin' lemonade
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| Don’t be mad 'cause I got it made
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| Diva hatin' waitin' snake in the grass
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| Look me up and down when I pass
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| Vibin' with your girlfriends
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| Jealous of my dividends and my Benz and my ends
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| Like no other butter,
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| Smooth like cream, I keep in milky
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| When I move on the scene
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| Got you fiending, on lock down, can’t you tell?
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| Never fell, black queens doing it well
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| We be the crew that you wanna step to
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| Sisters with an attitude, now how my mic sounds?
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| 1-My mic sound nice
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| Check one, check 2, everybody make way
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| Party people coming through
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| Throw your hands up, put 'em up
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| Bounce, hold steady, are you ready?
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| (repeat 1)
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| We make you burn with the hot track
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| Spin and scratch the hot wax
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| So I could grab the microphone and climax
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| Bars stay lean and cream keep stacking
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| Dr. Suess cracking the beats with no slacking
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| So move with the groove, makes your knees weaker
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| Salt-N-Pepa coming through your speaker
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| Hot blazing, so amazing, 150 proof raisin' the roof
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| Who got the juice now?
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| Yeah, poppa, I’m gonna break you off something proper
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| Show stopper like Frankie Crocker
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| Female phenomenon, when you get off, then put me on
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| Miss Jiggy, hell yeah, huh, the bom digi
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| Microphone check one, 2, brand new coming through |