| He is nasty to you babe
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| Got to let ya know you make me crazy
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| Just give it to me man if you willa
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| To keep this message from Bootzilla
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| Ain’t got the time to mentally stimulate ya
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| Just let the music come on and penetrate ya
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| And if you let me break it down
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| You’ll see I’m worth my weight in gold
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| Pound for pound
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| I heard you couldn’t get enuff of that funky stuff
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| So I bagged it all up like french fries
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| So come and get with me and let’s do lunch
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| Right on baby
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| Let the music penetrate your body
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| Let your body flow
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| And meet me on the dance floor
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| Let’s go higher, set your soul on fire
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| And I’ll be right there by your side
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| We are the soldiers in the army baby
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| We got to dance, we get no second chance
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| We got to hold up the blood stained banner
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| We got to fight, it’s our constitutional right baby
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| Let 's spread it, that’s cool, but just for the funk
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| That we trust y’all
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| I’ll do whatever it takes that comes naturally
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| If I catch you around when the ship comes again
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| Well I’ll meet you out on the dance floor, happily
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| Well I’ll meet you out on the dance floor, happily
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| Let the music penetrate your body
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| Let your body flow
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| And meet me on the dance floor
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| Let’s go higher, set your soul on fire
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| And I’ll be right there by your side
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| Tell me I love you, you’re gonna break my heart deep inside, baby
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| Funk, is turnin' you on
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| Funk ain’t holdin' on
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| Funk is even gettin' stronger
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| Put your hard hat on, baby
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| It feels like take the soul
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| Funk is turnin' you out
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| Funk, will make you sweat and shout
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| Funk is even gettin' stronger
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| Oh, finally there’s a way out baby
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| Spread them full baby
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| Let the music penetrate your body
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| Let your body flow
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| And meet me on the dance floor
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| Let’s go higher, set your soul on fire
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| And I’ll be right there by your side
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| Just let the music penetrate your body
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| Just let your body flow
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| And meet me on the dance floor
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| Let’s go higher, set your soul on fire
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| Settle down, baby
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| Liposuction, suckin' out the fat
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| Liposuction baby, suckin' out the fat
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| Let me move these bags around
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| And see if the hole is there
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| We are the soldiers in the army
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| We got to dance, we get no second chance
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| We got to hold up the blood stained banner
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| We got to fight, it’s our constitutional right baby
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| In funk we thrust… |