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Yeah boy!
Turn up that!
Ay yo turn up!
Just like a basshead
I can't live without my shit hitting
The back of the car
It sound like somebody kicking it
Pop the trunk where it all goes down
Then robot slow just to shake up the town
And the whip is filled with that low bass sound
They say you won't be hearing anything
You play it that loud
Cause of that, cause of mine
Cause of that, cause of mine
They say that
Then tell them all to back up
And let me get my space homie
I see you mad, you ain't talking
But yeah your face showing
I'm like the lightning
I'm bumping you smell the dody
Just turn it up louder
But soon as you pass the police
Maxing up the volume like fuck it
You kinda owe me
Tell him that you don't know me
Talk to the sub only
That's the that's the
That's the that's the
Y'all can't fuck with mine!
Y'all can't fuck with my!
Y'all can't fuck with my!
Freeze! Freeze!
Freeze! Freeze!
Freeze! Freeze!
Freeze! Freeze!
Freeze! Freeze!
All systems loaded
Revenge of Johnny 5
Equalizer like blink while I keep the party live
Impressed to fly robot with my dance steps
Bunny man, Roger Rabbit and electric slide
These are robotic
Sweat dripping from off my helmet
To my pelvis and now all of my circuits fried
Freeze! Freeze!
Freeze! Freeze!
Freeze! Freeze!
Freeze! Freeze!
Freeze! Freeze!
Bass line moving
Make a rocka move
These party people
You are now under my hypnosis
Robotic arm contacts
The needle to the groove
As I proceed to command
Party people to move
I zip-zip switch into mode and get busy
Humanoids dance around
Until their dome gets dizzy
From all the
Freeze! Freeze!
Freeze! Freeze!
Freeze! Freeze!
Freeze! Freeze!
Freeze! Freeze!
Y'all can't fuck with my!
Y'all can't fuck with my!
Y'all can't fuck with my!
Freeze!
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