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[Fatman Scoop]
Oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! oh!
You got a hundred dollar bill, get your hands up!
You got a fifty dollar bill, get your hands up!
You got a twenty dollar bill, get your hands up!
You got a ten dollar bill, get your hands up!
Single ladies, I can't hear ya!
Single ladies, make noise!
Single ladies, I can't hear ya!
Single ladies, make noise!
All the chickenheads... Be quiet!
All the chickenheads... Be quiet!
All the chickenheads... Be quiet!
Yeah ladies, Fatman Scoop, Faith Evans sing along! Come on!
[Faith Evans]
I never knew there was a love like this before
[Fatman Scoop]
All the good lookin' women song along
I can't hear ya!
[Faith Evans]
Never had someone to show me a love
Love like this before
[Fatman Scoop]
What's your zodiac sign? (what)(what)
What's your zodiac sign? (I can't hear ya!)
What's your zodiac sign? (yeah, yeah, oh! oh!)
If you got long hair, get your hands up
If you got short hair, make noise!
If you got long hair, get your hands up
If you got short hair, make noise!
If you got long hair on your head, ladies!
If you got long hair on your head!
If you got long hair on your head from your ear to your sleeve
Even if you got a wig!
Yo! Can I get a (oo oo)
Can I get a (oo oo)
Can I get a (oo oo)
Oh! oh!
Can I get a (oo oo)
Can I get a (oo oo)
Can I get a (oo oo)
Oh! oh!
To all my niggaz that they hit it from the back
Who want to have sex with no strings attached
Yo! Can I get a (what what)
Can I get a (what what)
Can I get a (what what)
Oh! oh!
Can I get a (what what)
Can I get a (what what)
Can I get a (what what)
Oh! oh!
Engine, engine, number 9
On the New York transit line
If my train rolls off the track
Pick it up, pick it up,
Back from the scene,
Crispy and clean,
You can travel the world coz you can't intervene,
Reeper the outkast,
Down for the subtle,
World play rock,
Go play the bubble,
Open the door,
You best believe aside and do it swift-ley,
Nifftely,
We can make it hip a beat,
Girls with all codes work with me,
Beady apinch a me,
DOO DAH DIPPEDY
So now i dwell just to say your plainer,
Hold your cup coz i got the container,
Pass the plata,
Across the fader,
Black shit you play like the sony innovater,
Remember the traiter,
Party inflater,
And you can get a scoop later.
Lets go lets go
Whos f***ing tonight, whos f***ing tonight, whos f***ing tonight, oh oh
Whos f***ing tonight, whos f***ing tonight, whos f***ing tonight, oh oh
Keep playing, keep it moving,
Keep playing, keep it moving
Keep playing, keep it moving, oh, oh, oh, oh
Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan, Crooklyn Clan, Crooklyn Clan
Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan, Crooklyn Clan, Crooklyn Clan
Go girlfriend, its your birthday
Go girlfriend, its your birthday
oh oh oh oh
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