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Uptown Funk (Glee Cast Version)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Glee Cast
Glee Cast
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Ronson
Mark Ronson
Songwriter
Bruno Mars
Bruno Mars
Songwriter
Lonnie Simmons
Lonnie Simmons
Songwriter
Charlie Wilson
Charlie Wilson
Songwriter
Robert Wilson
Robert Wilson
Songwriter
Jeff Bhasker
Jeff Bhasker
Songwriter
Rudolph Taylor
Rudolph Taylor
Songwriter
Nicholaus Williams
Nicholaus Williams
Songwriter
Devon Gallaspy
Devon Gallaspy
Songwriter
Philip Lawrence
Philip Lawrence
Songwriter
Ronnie Wilson
Ronnie Wilson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do This hit, that ice-cold Michelle Pfeiffer, that white gold This one, for them hood girls Them good girls Straight masterpieces Stylin', while in Livin' it up in the city Got Chucks on with Saint Laurent Got kiss myself, I'm so pretty I'm too hot (hot damn) Call the police and a fireman I'm too hot (hot damn) Make a dragon wanna retire, man I'm too hot (hot damn) Say my name, you know who I am I'm too hot (hot damn) And my band 'bout that money Break it down Girls, hit your "Hallelujah" Girls, hit your "Hallelujah" Girls, hit your "Hallelujah" 'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you 'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you 'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you Saturday night and we in the spot Don't believe me, just watch (come on) Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Hey, hey, hey, oh! Stop Wait a minute Fill my cup, pour some liquor in it Take a sip, sign a check Julio! Get the stretch! Ride to Harlem, Hollywood, Jackson, Mississippi If we show up, we gon' show out Smoother than a fresh dry skippy I'm too hot (hot damn) Call the police and a fireman I'm too hot (hot damn) Make a dragon wanna retire, man I'm too hot (hot damn) Say my name, you know who I am I'm too hot (hot damn) And my band 'bout that money Break it down Girls, hit your "Hallelujah" Girls, hit your "Hallelujah" Girls, hit your "Hallelujah" 'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you 'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you 'Cause Uptown Funk gon' give it to you Saturday night and we in the spot Don't believe me, just watch (come on) Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Hey, hey, hey, oh! Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Before we leave Lemme tell y'all a lil' something Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up I said Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up Come on, dance Jump on it If you sexy, then flaunt it If you freaky, then own it Don't brag about it, come show me Come on, dance Jump on it If you sexy, than flaunt it Well, it's Saturday night and we in the spot Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Hey, hey, hey, oh! Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say what?) Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say what?) Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say what?) Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say what?) Uptown Funk you up
Writer(s): Bruno Mars, Rudolph Taylor, Ronnie Wilson, Charles K Wilson, Jeffrey Bhasker, Lonnie Lee Simmons, Nicholaus Joseph Williams, Mark Ronson, Philip Martin Ii Lawrence, Robert E. Wilson, Devon Gallaspy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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