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LunchMoney Lewis
LunchMoney Lewis
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Brian Logan Dales
Brian Logan Dales
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Dr. Luke
Dr. Luke
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Chloe Angelides
Chloe Angelides
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Lukasz Gottwald
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John Gomez
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Henry Russell Walter
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J. Kasher
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Ricky Reed
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Gamal Lewis
Gamal Lewis
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Brian Logan Dales
Brian Logan Dales
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Eric Burton Frederic
Eric Burton Frederic
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Lukasz Gottwald
Lukasz Gottwald
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John Gomez
John Gomez
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Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Jacob Kasher Hindlin
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Henry Russell Walter
Henry Russell Walter
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Dr. Luke
Dr. Luke
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Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
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Clint Gibbs
Clint Gibbs
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Rachael Findlen
Rachael Findlen
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Cameron Montgomery
Cameron Montgomery
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John Hanes
John Hanes
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Ricky Reed
Ricky Reed
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Baby why you starin' at your cell phone? Why you got your back against the wall? What'cha talkin' 'bout with all your girlfriends? We need to get your ass out on the floor I know you want a baller, baby I understand Who's wearing all that jewellery and expensive name brands But I can show you something that ain't none of them can Cuz I, cuz I, cuz I ain't too cool to dance Cuz this right here's my jam Come on baby take my hand If you ain't too cool to dance If you ain't too cool let's Boogie oogie, boogie oogie oogie Boogie oogie, boogie oogie oogie Boogie oogie, boogie oogie oogie Boogie oogie, if you ain't to cool to dance Don't you be afraid to shake your booty And don't be too shy to work them hips Pack it all up and bring it to me I'm the one you wanna go home with I know you want a baller, baby I understand Who's wearing all that jewellery and expensive name brands But I can show you something that ain't none of them can Cuz I, cuz I, cuz I ain't too cool to dance Cuz this right here's my jam Come on baby take my hand If you ain't too cool to dance If you ain't too cool let's Boogie oogie, boogie oogie oogie Boogie oogie, boogie oogie oogie Boogie oogie, boogie oogie oogie Boogie oogie, if you ain't to cool to dance Break it down now, break it down now, break it down to the ground to the ground now Break it down now, break it down now, to the ground to the ground to the ground now Shake your ass now, shake your ass now, shake you ass now make your boyfriend jealous Shake your ass now, shake your ass now, shake you ass make your boyfriend jealous I know you want a baller, baby I understand Who's wearing all that jewellery and expensive name brands But I can show you something that ain't none of them can Cuz I, cuz I, cuz I ain't too cool to dance Cuz this right here's my jam So come on baby take my hand If you ain't too cool to dance If you ain't too cool let's Boogie oogie, boogie oogie oogie Boogie oogie, boogie oogie oogie Boogie oogie, boogie oogie oogie Boogie oogie, if you ain't too cool to dance You see I'm cool But I ain't too cool to dance With a moonwalk right outta here If you ain't too cool to dance
Writer(s): John Gomez, Henry Walter, Eric Frederic, Brian Dales, Gamal Lewis, Lukasz Gottwald, Jacob Hindlin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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