My motion moves
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just get my motion on
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just get my motion on
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So this club feels intergalactic much like the 80's,
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And lights and cameras action, on all the ladies,
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Running to running to you,
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D-doing that thing you do,
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Everyone circled around,
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Watching as you get down,
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So this be Club Intergalactic,
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Lights just shine on dimes and prime picks,
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Dance floor meddle with girls who move quick,
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Ladies night, Ladies
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Moves to the bar with a bev in your mind,
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Bar keep no me so I waste no time,
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Shots free,
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Cuz they know my grind,
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Salud, right before I chase this line.
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Now ready for the floor,
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Like I never did this before,
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Pull up on a shawty and ?? quite clear,
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Start grinding from the front make my way to her rear,
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No fear man this chicks ?? wow,
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Bust to assist everybody stand clear wow,
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And she a¢æ?aint pretending,
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Oh, oh no she didn't.
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She's introducing the robot,
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Put your elbow up about shoulder length
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and watch it hang
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and let the pendulum swing.
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She's introducing the robot,
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Go go now you can't stop,
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Dance dance to the robot.
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Vibing of her circuitry,
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She bringing out the freak in me,
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The heat up in this function,
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a¢æ?Bout to malfunction,
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Watchin' how her butt engaged,
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G-got me clapping while the music plays,
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A bro which your pop and lock it,
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It's your way into my heart,
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Stop right at this motion,
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Take a sip of this potion,
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Now tell your girls to give us space,
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I know that's why they hate this way,
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Cuz you do what you do,
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Bottom lines ?? cute,
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And they jocking your moves.
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She's introducing the robot,
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Put your elbow up about shoulder length
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and watch it hang
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and let the pendulum swing.
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She's introducing the robot,
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Go go now you can't stop,
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Dance dance to the robot.
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Yo I think thats the club right there,
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Pull in right there.
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W-whats this?
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Where's the valet?
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See the line to get in but I don't see Chae,
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Dude and bro, your a bouncer and all,
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I get the fact that your 8 foot tall, (what?)
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Why you gotta trip up little guys like me,
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Just steer us in the way of the VIP, thanks,
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I'm not sure this was worth all that, why?
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Everyones sweaty and this club is packed.
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Hey deon, leon, everybody's neon,
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Michael records skippin' everybody's trippin',
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Me out right now,
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Up there's my boy I gotta say what's up,
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Hey Chae come here lets take a myspace shot.
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Like guys doing head spins and girls doing robots.
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Spies for the redskins and squirrels sporting mohawks?
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No not mohawks, I said they're doing robots!
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She's introducing the robot.
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Come on let's head to the VIP,
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So that everyone can see,
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So Sick us Kids that Forever we'll be,
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Plus I got girls that I need you to meet.
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Got tricks and you know that I stand with the treats.
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Know the DJ, first requesting the beat,
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But right before we take our seats,
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Check it out, even Ripley found hard to believe.
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She's introducing the robot,
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Put your elbow up about shoulder length
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and watch it hang
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and let the pendulum swing.
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She's introducing the robot,
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Go go now you can't stop,
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Dance dance to the robot.
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So this club feels intergalactic much like the 80's,
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And lights and cameras action on all the ladies.
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Hey, hey, hey.
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Hawkbot
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| Forever The Sickest Kids |
