You freak rhymin', check the way I'm getting on the ground.
Make you shake that front and wiggle your behind.
Like whoop, tell her where it's at, one - two,
Microphone, secret agent, the double O, who?
to the dot S,
I rock a microphone in my jeans and my vest.
Puttin' to the test, decimal levels, I burn 'em down
Now how you like the way that sound?

 [bad word] 
Everybody say way-ooh
In the club on a Friday night.
All the girls on the floor give a little bit more,
On and on to the morning light.
Everybody say Way-ooh
When you breathe, you can feel the beat.
It's another long night but you're feelin' all right
And you know you can take the heat.

Here [bad word] .. steppin' up the flow up on the beat.
Number one... contender with my rhyme and I'll defeat
Anyone... who wanna take a shot at what I got,
Could you not... get in my way because I'm getting hot.
Now tell me can you hear [bad word] #39; creepin' up behind you?
I'd already showin' up, I'm standin' right beside like...who?
Droppin' the [bad word] sound upon your town
I'm a make you people boogie down

 [bad word] 

Walk this way and feel the heat, we be getting down
walk this way and feel the heat,
'cause the time [bad word] #39; round.
Everybody, way-ooh, move your body, way-ooh.
Walk this way

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