Let it drop, let it drop, let it drop, let it drop, let it drop, let it drop, let it drop,
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Le-le-le-let it drop
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Watch my hands up, thumps sound, fingers up, thumps up
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Arms up, stand up, grab and pull my pins up
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I'mma handle this, I can touch
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'bout to do my dance 'cause this girls throwing cash
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Screaming out, dance, like I kick her as
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Same box, ten socks, hands block, let it drop
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Turn this to our lunch
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She looks like a lippie girl
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Later I can take her with me, make her do the portlier
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Just so she can portlier
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Girl I know that those are faking
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I 'aint judge and shake up girl
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You have some good work
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Then you 'aint see me footwork, footwork, footwork, footwork
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No you 'aint see me, no you 'aitn see me footwork
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This oldest is now on, I just try to hit rap on
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She just tries to dance on
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But he won't open the dead '
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Got some shoes all up on my feet
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And the rain up in my hair on
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My feet are on my legs on
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So move it and let's go
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Move back, move back, move the few steps
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So how's that so how's that screwed that tell 'em to do back
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And they do that, because I'm the new Jack
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I'm maybe new but nigga you knew that
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I got that hat with the grill
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Flip up like the bugging real
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And all I need its no feel no pressure '
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Cell phone, or address call me only with me it's free
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Or laid up but only if it's major
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The hit me on my pages
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So you can call me later
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Let it drop, le-le-let it drop, let it drop, let it drop, let it drop, let it drop, let it drop,
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Le-le-le-let it drop
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Footwork
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The Cool Kids |