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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Betty Boo
Betty Boo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Betty Boo
Betty Boo
Composer
Myers
Myers
Composer
Ross
Ross
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Betty Boo
Betty Boo
Producer
Gregg Jackman
Gregg Jackman
Engineer
Coxon
Coxon
Producer
Sweet Paulino
Sweet Paulino
Producer
Jim Abyss
Jim Abyss
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

We get together and we love to boogie Gettin' busy like the way we should be We like our tight leather and our boo-booties We're not kinky but we're kinda fruity It's our duty to get things going and flowing without our parents knowing Keeping things moving and grooving, keep this beat looping Tip-toeing, get going with this boo-booping Never wait for my girls, they're never late Reliable, desirable, we're all good mates Smooth out the rough as we exfoliate We stay skin tight, let me elaborate (Skin tight) Skin tight, that's me and my booming posse (Skin tight) We get together every night (Skin tight) Skin tight, that's me and my booming posse (Skin tight) We outshine everyone in sight Out the window, down the spiral stair But not too fast, don't want to mess up my hair We're renowned to have panache and flair Girls looking like this, I swear, is rare The booming system from the Boomobile Feel the bass as it shuffles your heels Four fly girlies on four fast wheels We don't steal or wheel or deal We make our way to the avenue You can't get rid of us like a tattoo And if you don't like it, I suggest you move There's nothing you can do when we do the do (Skin tight) Skin tight, that's me and my booming posse (Skin tight) We get together every night (Skin tight) Skin tight, that's me and my booming posse (Skin tight) We outshine everyone in sight Giving you a taste of a heavy bass There's no place for girls off their face You must keep it up at a regular pace To get with us, you must have our tastes We can't have no cheap sun-kissed streaks The types that are parked in Suzuki jeeps No need to compete 'cause we are the elite Jump back down if you can't take the heat Yes, it is a must that you take no drugs Won't allow thugs to take us for a mug No nicotine fiends 'cause your grave is dug Ashes to ashes and dust to dust (Skin tight) Skin tight, that's me and my booming posse (Skin tight) We get together every night (Skin tight) Skin tight, that's me and my booming posse (Skin tight) We outshine everyone in sight Skin tight, skin tight, skin tight Skin tight, skin tight, skin tight Skin tight, skin tight, skin tight Skin tight, skin tight, skin tight Skin tight, skin tight
Writer(s): Alison Moira Clarkson, Dean Ross, John Coxon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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