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Get ready, get down Yet another round Weekend coming up In this funky town Homeboys and homegirls Shaking loose Some come to be seen Some come to drink juice Some get it Some get more than enough Some don't, you can tell 'Cause they always play tough For a lady, four o'clock Cracked up, backed up Against the wall Some get smacked up But no matter what you do You know the name of the game Yo, we all came for the same Shaking, breaking Girl, shaking Get on the dance floor And I'll take in Our affinity to rock it And pump it up The funky rhythm makes me go And I just can't stop Don't hang on the walls What's the matter with you people I don't take no crap Come on, baby, get serious, yeah Come on, baby, get serious Come on, come on, come on, yeah Come on Don't matter how fast you walk I'm faster Don't let it get to you I'm the master Turn up the bass and get acquainted When I get into the wax of the groove Yo, I admit that I'm a hitman And a rap man, some people even think That I'm tougher than Batman I'm in action, main attraction Come at ya like? Don't stand there waiting Get your feet to the floor Yo, you know me You'll be back for more 'Cause the law of nature Homeboys and homegirls Getting beat? I brought the mic That makes you go whack If that'll make you happy You're on the wrong track Scram or jam Get set or miss it It's simple as that I don't take no crap Come on, baby, get serious, yeah Come on, baby, get serious Come on, come on, come on, yeah Come on When I'm rocking the mic You can be just what you wanna be Party killing Accept that I'm your enemy Spread the word I'll get to you someday You can't resist No matter what some say Non-stop hip-hop Yo, listen up Nobody's stopping me now You're on my list and uh You can't get off the hook 'Cause you're already shook I'm gonna shake it some more Take you around and look You got to realize I got the best setup Inclination with the mix I make you get up Your reaction to my go go attraction Is uh, body and soul interaction And if it's too fast for you You're too slow for me You got to learn to keep up Else go home and be Turning back? Suffer from jet lag Yo, mack, I don't take no crap Come on, baby, get serious, yeah Come on, baby, get serious Come on, come on, come on, yeah Come on Come on, baby, get serious, yeah Come on, baby, get serious Come on, come on, come on, yeah Come on
Writer(s): Herman Kelly, Per Holm Petersen, Jens Kjaer Larsen, Jorn Volsgaard Kristensen, Christine Christiansen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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