Said 1-2-3 Are you ready? (Are you ready?)

Nighttime, the time to get dizzy

Me and my girls we always get very busy

On the floor, dancing till we can't no more

Until the rhythm of the jumping makes our feet sore

This is not a relaxing groove

We made it purposely to make your feet move

So come on boy and get off of that boot-tay

Find it in your heart and make it your duty to

(Dance)

Yes, I know that you can do it

Making your body rock, hey, there's nothing to it

It's as simple as 1, 2, and 3

But when Jomanda's in the house do it carefully

Because when dancin', we throw a little romancin'

This simple complicated move that we're enhancin'

But don't worry, we'll give you the chance to get busy boy

We wanna see you

Dance

Dance

Dance

Work that body boy!

Dance

Dance

Dance

(Said 1-2-3 Are you ready?) (Are you ready?)

Work that body boy!

Alright, hold up, I've just about had enough of this foolish stuff

You call that dancing? I call it pretty prancing

That's not what I meant when I told ya

To move it, move it

So Imma show you how to do it do it

It's very easy and there's really nothing to it

So why don't you just follow these two instructions?

Open your legs wide, bend down and rock from side-to-side

It's sorta like woppin', but it's really hip-hoppin'

Turn around there's just no stoppin'

You feel you're gettin' weaker as I'm startin' to freak ya

An aphrodisiac could react much better

You're starting to sweat, you're getting wetter and wetter

Come on boy! I know you want to

Dance

Dance

Dance

Work that body boy!

Dance

Dance

Dance

Work that body boy!

Break down (Break down!)

(Said 1-2-3 Are you ready?)

(Said 1-2-3 Are you ready?) (Are you ready?)

So don't stop

Let it rock

Give me a chance

To make the crowd drop

They wanna keep movin'

This track is really groovin'

And everybody's hyped on the lyrics I'm producing

Steady rolling

And it's the beats that I'm controlling

I can let it drop and keep holdin'

And at the same time I bust a new move

It gets the brothers upset they get rude

They wanna start dissing

But I say listen

You can't take the heat, stay the hell out the kitchen

Cuz Jomanda is right

The music is hype

And before we leave tonight we wanna see you

Dance

You Mother

You Mother

You Mother

Dan-Dan-Dan-Danceeee...

Move sumpin' while the track is still thumpin'

The lyrics will be soothin' while the rhythm coochie-movin'

So there's no excuses for what you're doing

Dance, Dance, Dance, Dance, Dance, Dance, Dance, Dance

Work that body boy!

(Said 1-2-3 Are you ready?) (Are you ready?)