[bad word] NewJams
 [bad word] ]
 Step left, step right, pull your knees tight,
 Do the butterfly, to the side, to the side,
 Now slide yeah, that's right yeah,
 Then we're gonna bring it back to the old school vibe. [bad word] come with the [bad word] with the bass
 Turn to a hottie and go whine up your waist
 Whine up your waist, whine up your waist,
 Whine up, whine up, whine up your waist

[Verse 1:]
 Yeah you got me
 Put on my face and pump my stereo
 You can't stop, stop, stop me (nah)
 melody fillin' up my radio
 Now I'm thinkin' oooooohh whaaaat do I fancy?
 Hip-hop, electro.
 I could be a dub-step raver, dancin' all night,
 I still love classical

 Yeeaahhh,
 We walk that talk with stooshe lines,
 Flicks my switches all the time
 Got me spinnin' like an old school '45
 He's my A-list ev'ry night
 Then he'll make you, shake you, break the mould
 Right down to my neo [?] soul
 Music is my baby
 He's gonna play me
 [bad word] ]
 Step left, step right, pull your knees tight,
 Do the butterfly, to the side, to the side,
 Now slide yeah, that's right yeah,
 Then we're gonna bring it back to the old school vibe [bad word] come with the [bad word] with the bass
 Turn to a hottie and go whine up your waist
 Whine up your waist, whine up your waist,
 Whine up, whine up, whine up your waist

[Verse 2: rap]
 I say we give you a lickle trouble, yeah we give you a little taste,
 Stooshe 'pon that bit, it make you whine up your waist
 Mamma make me move, my mom make me do
 All the tings that a man can't do
 Give you a little trouble, give you a little taste
 Stooshe 'pon that diity make you whine up your waist 
 Mamma make me move, my mom make me do,
 All the tings that a man can't do,
 That a man can't do [x7]
 Break it down