| Uncork the champagne, dawg let’s get it poppin
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| Boy it’s a lot of stars up in here tonight
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| But we the ones that’s gon' get it rockin
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| You know how we make moves, when all the hits start droppin
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| We get it live up in here, everybody heads boppin
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| All the cornball cats, is clockin
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| Watchin what we do, so they can learn how to make moves
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| They copyin us line for line, that’s what the fake cats do
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| While all my live niggas, just makin they own moves
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| They doin it big, they doin it right
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| They spared no expenses son, they gon' shine tonight
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| Aight? |
| Yeah
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| Let’s get this party started (uh-huh, okay)
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| Yeah! |
| Let’s get this party started (I'm ready, let’s go)
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| Let’s get this party started (uh-huh, okay)
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| Yeah! |
| Let’s get this party started (I'm ready, let’s go c’mon, let’s go)
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| I’m the wine sipper
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| The in the cut man to zip down her zipper
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| The verse and bra flipper she shakes the cakes RIGHT
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| She shakes the cakes LEFT
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| Like that company down South I’m +SoSoDef+
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| In the reclining chair, I love what I wear
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| Excite the ladies with dye in they hair
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| The coyote or minky? |
| Y’all sport bear
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| Hangin with me it’s like the Cosmo’s Fair
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| Find that greatest MC like me, it’s very rare
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| They stop and the sun in they eyes, football field glare
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| 900 a minute, big bill tear
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| Big bill scare, yeah
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| The seltzer sit, the glass bubble
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| Mess with the thongs, all the ladies get over there in a huddle
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| The juicy toucher, she flash her D-cuppah
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| I like the melons for supper
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| The whole colossal picture, they call me Mister
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| The record presser, Vanessa we undress her
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| Uh-huh, son you partyin with the right ones
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| The hype ones, the bright ones
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| We about to get it poppin up in here dawg
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| You better keep it tight son
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| Stay with me, cause this is goin down tonight son
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| All the mas is lookin right son
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| And they givin it up so nice son
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| Do what you like son, feel me? |
| Yeah |