Yo,yo,yo,yo
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(Chorus)
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Breathe in, breathe out
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Do the chicken head and go an let it out
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Breathe out, breathe in
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Put your back in it let cha' knees bend
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Breathe in, breathe out
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Do the monistary go an let it out
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Breathe out, breathe in
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Put your back in it let cha' knees bend
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(Verse 1)
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Somebody move, nobody get hurt
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This is official made only for dance flo experts
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And party animals and me bein a prim canibal flammable
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hanible
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eyes bangin its
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understandable, now back to somebody moving nobody get hurt
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my intensions on this
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one is to party without a shirt, now go to work and to the
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chicken bacaww do
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the chicken and whatcha do is sticken and beleive dirty is
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sticken
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through the door throwback Vokal galore watchin me fresh off
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tour hittin the
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floor take it round and round chicken head breakin it down
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created by my tonic
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the monistary is found all casino like Nino I'm that nigga
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can't
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see no proud
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movin all black white latin latino there wont be no extra
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space
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to waste,pick up the pace,send your heart rate and if you
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start
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to
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hyperventilate
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(Chorus)
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Breathe in, breathe out
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Do the chicken head go an let it out
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Breathe out, breathe in
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Put your back in it let cha' knees bend
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Breathe in, breathe out
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Do the monistary go an let it out
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Breathe out, breathe in
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Put your back in it let cha' knees bend
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(Verse 2)
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Now I hope ya wit me I'm the wizard like Chris Whitney when
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doin
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it law breakin
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the people gon come get me
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1st, ladies put your drink by ya purse, fellas tuck in ya
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shirts
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and put in
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belt buckle the worst
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2nd, ladies get ya dip right and ya hip right, fella ya
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better find
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that and
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get behind that
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3rd, you can do it shakin the spurs,, so uperr werr flap
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like a
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bird
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4, do it some mo
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5, make sure she was live
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6, ladies and fella here we go now SWITCH!
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7 lay back like you looking for heaven let cho body preach
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like
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we in church
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and you the reverend
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8, if you made to 4 dirty you straight if not you better
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practice and get it
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fo its too
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late
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9, is this the time to prepare for the dime
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10, START ALL OVER AGAIN!
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(Chorus Repeat)
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(Nelly)
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Yo, who got that, that fire, that fire I can't liea
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I need that, that fire,cause nothin else will do oo
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Pass me that, that fire,that fire, I can't liea
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I'm gon off that fire, cause nothin else will do oo
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(Verse 3 Ali)
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Its got that party feel, Cris and Bacardi feel fo real
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