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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lighter Shade of Brown
Lighter Shade of Brown
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ali Malik
Ali Malik
Producer
Thump Records
Thump Records
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Just bounce Make the dance floor bounce Let me see you do your thing Let me see your body swing Just bounce (everywhere) Make the dance floor bounce (make it bounce) Let me see you do your thing (do your thing) Let me see your body swing (make your body swing) Now I'm your idol, your highest title Numero uno, I'm known to rock a party And I'm speaking so that you know I came to get down, I wanna see you boogie Grab your partner hit the floor, and go and shake your booty Catch you feeling the vibe up in the room Party consumed with people and ain't nobody acting evil From the front to the back the place is packed So throw your hands in the air like you just don't care Got you feeling the groove to make your body move Since you gotta get up, so what you wanna do? When I see you sitting there in that Versace gear You should be shaking your thang Now let me see your body swing From left to right move it all night Knowing it's tight and all up in the city life Off the hook got it rocking Something like Roger Troutman with more bounce to the ounce Just bounce (Oak Town) Make the dance floor bounce (L.A.) Let me see you do your thing (Chi-town) Let me see your body swing (Atlanta) Just bounce (everywhere) Make the dance floor bounce (make it bounce) Let me see you do your thing (do your thing) Let me see your body swing (make your body swing) There's a party at nine, you know I'm gonna get mine And I'll be bouncing on these freaks just like a '69 I'm through the door, as soon as my nines hit the floor And I'll be bumping and grinding, till that ass get sore I'm steady bouncing, hopping, got the crowd rocking Some old school cats be in the back pop-locking I'm dropping hits up in the nine seven So where we taking this jam, it's going all the way to heaven I thought you knew about that old school flow When we come to your show, I wanna hear you say "oh" I ain't talking about the none believers So just tune in your receiver, drop a dime in your meter And understand we're that crew that blends in Get out your seat, grab a beat so we can all get in Feel the funk, the fire get on down And when we come to your city Yo I Wanna see y'all bounce Just bounce (Oak Town) Make the dance floor bounce (L.A.) Let me see you do your thing (Chi-town) Let me see your body swing (Atlanta) Just bounce (everywhere) Make the dance floor bounce (make it bounce) Let me see you do your thing (do your thing) Let me see your body swing (make your body swing) Now the party don't start till after dark I wanna see y'all on the floor, doing your pause Five minutes of funk, so let it bump From here to L.A. and P.A. And all the way to the Bay Got the whole crew with me and we're ready to groove Won't somebody move, as the show improve Said who could rock a party, come on everybody You gotta get up to get down, shake your body No rapper can rap quite like I can I'll be that Mister O-D-M, that One Dope Mexican I'm the last mafioso, making MC's drop I'll make ya say "go playa", cause it just don't stop We went downtown, 129 street party Dancing to the funky beat, sipping on Bacardi Chillin', with girls after dark Where you can count the amount with no doubt Let me see ya just bounce Just bounce (Oak Town) Make the dance floor bounce (L.A.) Let me see you do your thing (Chi-town) Let me see your body swing (Atlanta) Just bounce (everywhere) Make the dance floor bounce (make it bounce) Let me see you do your thing (do your thing) Let me see your body swing (make your body swing) Just bounce Oh wee, oh wee Hey yeah, hey yeah Oh wee, oh wee Hey yeah, hey yeah Oh wee, oh wee Hey yeah, hey yeah Oh wee, oh wee Hey yeah, hey yeah
Writer(s): Darryl Pittman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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