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Nothin' Could Save Ya

Twin Hype

Hip-Hop/Rap

170 Shazams

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Twin Hype
Twin Hype
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Masta Jomes
Masta Jomes
Composer
Lennis Brown
Lennis Brown
Composer
Rick Pagan
Rick Pagan
Composer
Hollywood Impact
Hollywood Impact
Arranger
King Shameek
King Shameek
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hollywood Impact
Hollywood Impact
Producer
King Shameek
King Shameek
Producer

Lyrics

Pump up the boomin' systems that'll bust New York City's about to be bumrushed Shameek and the boys bringin back the boomin' bass All five boroughs are packed in one place A million partygoers on the set Imagine the sweat, the bodyguards won't let Anyone on the dance floor until Twin Hype outta there And we can go on for about a year At a jam we hit hard like Bam Bam So don't stand still god damn get with the program Twin Hype records weren't made to please Wallflowers, Shameek can keep em busy after hours Of going berserk, backflips and body jerks Nobody stand still, nobody get hurt This is a concert, be on your best behavior 'Cause nothin' could save ya Nothing, could save, you when Twin Hype is on, the mic Bring it back once more Throw up the call of the floor until your feet sore The party's over here, nobody's over there No drugs shared, just Bacardia and beer Brothers in Levi's, girls in the Fila's Girls in bikers, mini-skirts, and knee-highs Want it when we perform I get the dough, do the show, pull a hoe and I'm gone Back to the crib, yo that's where the party's at It's with a flock of rump, and where the Bacardi's at Even though my fans exhausted and rehabilitatin' Wait for another day and life To be astound, we get Shameek in the town Cause I'm bound to get down with the sounds of Twin Hype Yo be on your best behavior Chill, cause nothin' could save ya Nothing, could save, you when Twin Hype is on, the mic Throw on your brand new dancing gear Nineteen ninety-one's the year Troopers everywhere, check the crib where the beat bop Boomin' system pumps on every street block I see em freakin', brothers goin' all out Girls dancin' till your hair weaves fall out Double bout, ain't no stoppin' us Hollywood (you can bite the dust) I'm here to force on stage to hear em shout (Go Twin Hype, go Shameek!) It's about Fifty, thousand, dancers housin' The coliseum floor, be strobed on the board Boys from Brooklyn ain't beatin' nobody up Tonight they lounge, snatchin' the hotties up The party's stretched with girls you'd adore too Wallflowers are home, nobody called ya Be on your best behavior Word Bird though, nothin' could save ya Nothing, could save, you when Twin Hype is on, the mic
Writer(s): Rick Hollywood Pagan, Jose A. Matos, Lennis Calvin Brown, Glennis Alvin Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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