Yo back up now and give a brother room
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The fuse is lit and I'm about to go boom
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Mercy mercy mercy me
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My life is a cage but on stage I'm free
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Hyped up syched up ready for wil'in'
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Standing in a crowd of girls like an island
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I see the one I wanna sic come here cutie
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I flip 'em around and then I work that booty
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Work the body work work the body
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Slow down girl you're 'bout to hurt somebody
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Oh and yo let's get just one thing clear
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There's only one reason why I came here
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Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
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Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
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Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
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I came here tonight to hear the crowd go
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[Chorus:]
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Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
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Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
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Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
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Tic-tic-tic-tic Boom!
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Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
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Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
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Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
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Tic-tic-tic-tic Boom!
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Well yo are yall ready for me yet
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(pump it up prince)
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Well yo are yall ready for me yet
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(pump it up prince)
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Well yo are yall ready for me yet
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(pump it up prince)
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Well here I go here I go here I here I go
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Yo
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Dance in the aisles when the prince steps to it
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The rhyme is a football yall and I went and threw it
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Out in the crowd and yo it was a good throw
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How do I know? Because the crowd went hoooo
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In response to the way that I was kicking it
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Smooth and individual
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Rhymes always original
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Like the Dr. Jekyl man and this is my Hyde side
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I am the driver and you're on a rap ride
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So fellas (yeah)
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Are yall wit me (yeah)
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I said fellas (yeah)
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Are yall wit me (yeah)
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Why don't you tell the girls what yall wanna do
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Ya wanna ooh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ooooh
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That's right yo and I'm in the flow
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So pump up the volume along with the tempo
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I want everybody in the house to know
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I came here tonight to hear the crowd go
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[Chorus]
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Pump it pump it come on now [x6]
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[Chorus]
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The the f-f-f-f-fresh p-p-p-prince is who I am
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So tell my mother that I never wrote a whack jam
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But some times I get n-nervous and start to stutter
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And I f-fumble every word for word I utter
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So I just try to ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill
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But it gets worse-a but worse-a but-but-but worse still
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I need the c-c-c-crowd to k-k-k-kick into it
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They help me calm down and I can get through it
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So higher higher
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Get ya hands to the ceiling
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Let it go yall don't fight the feeling
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Mic in a strangle hold sweat pourin'
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And like Jordan yo I'm scoring
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Yeah that's right yall and I am in the flow
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So pump up the volume along with the tempo
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Many have died tryin' to stop my show
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I came here tonight to here the crowd go
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[Chorus]
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Boom Shake The Room
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The Blackout |