歌詞

Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox Do the rudebox, shake your- Ok then, back to basics Grab your shell toes and your fat laces A little hand clap for some funk faces And make your body move in the following places Goes up your back and then down your spine And when it hits your head Ok then, back to bass-heads Dance like you just won at the Special Olympics They got the rudebox off the back of a spaceship So sick, I just had to take it The R-U-D-E-B-O-X Up your jacksie, split your kecks Sing a song of semtex Pocket full of Durex (Durex) Body full of Mandrax Are we gonna have sex (yes) Do you wear your knee socks (oh) Back to the rudebox Got this double fantasy where we just never stop I've got one design and that's to funk you to the top Know what's on my mind, it's only one thing you will find I got one design and that's to bump you 'til you drop Rudebox (Do the rudebox) ('Cause you so nasty) Rudebox (Shake your rudebox) (Why you so nasty?) Rudebox (Do the rudebox) ('Cause you so nasty) Rudebox (Shake your rudebox) (Why you so nasty?) Ok then, back to spaceship Take both pills, fuck the Matrix Jack those Jills, shake your Playtex Rock three stripes, not the Asics A-D-I-D-A-S old school, 'cause it's the best (yes) TK Maxx cost less (yes) Jackson looks a mess (bless) Ok then, what to do If you try to jack me, I'll rudebox you If you rudebox me, I'll rudebox your whole crew 'Cause it's what I do Ain't that right, boo? (True) I'll ride with you, If you can get me to the border 'Cause the sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter I did it like this (you did it like that) I love it when you double clap, clap Got this double fantasy where we just never stop I got one design and that's to funk you to the top Know what's on my mind, it's only one thing you will find I got one design and that's to bump you 'til you drop Rudebox (Do the rudebox) ('Cause you so nasty) Rudebox (Shake your rudebox) (Why you so nasty?) Rudebox (Do the rudebox) ('Cause you so nasty) Rudebox (Shake your rudebox) (Why you so nasty?) Ok then, check the tan line Make your body shape like you're stood on a landmark Call me on my mobile not the landline And jack the mainline at the same time Ok, this is what we do Got a jam so fresh, it's nice for you Ok, give me what you got And dial 808, for the bass to drop Ok then, what's the fracas Grab your cardy and lead hat and the bus pass You don't sweat much for a fat lass Grab your rudebox 'Cause your box is righteous Ok bum, rush the show I got high speed dubbing on my stereo And all the tunes in the box are the cheerio I know I told you before, did you hear me, though? (Did you hear me, though?) Got this double fantasy where we just never stop I got one design and that's to funk you to the top Know what's on my mind, it's only one thing you will find I got one design and that's to bump you 'til you drop Rudebox (Do the rudebox) ('Cause you so nasty) Rudebox (Shake your rudebox) (Why you so nasty?) Rudebox (Do the rudebox) ('Cause you so nasty) Rudebox (Shake your rudebox) (Why you so nasty?) Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Writer(s): Robert Peter Williams, Bill O. Laswell, Daniel Spencer Mould, Kelvin Andrew Mould, Robbie Shakespeare, Sly Dunbar, William Earl Collins, Edmund Carl Jr. Aiken Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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