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Thank God it's Friday night and I |
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just-just-just-just-juuuuuuust got paid |
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(money, money, money, money...) |
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oo yeah |
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Just got paid, Friday night |
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Party hoppin', feelin’ right |
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Booties shakin', all around |
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Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down |
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Check the mirror, lookin' fly |
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Round up the posse, jump in my ride |
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Radio rockin', hottest jam |
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Feel the rhythm, pump up the sound |
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Feelin' so good |
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Don't you know, I'm just groovin' to the beat |
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Groovin', yeah, groovin', oh, oh, oh, ohhhh |
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People say my solo is impossible |
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But when I get up on the mic, yo, I'm unstoppable |
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And it's probable when ya hear our voices laid down |
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You'll be boppin' your head to this ill tight sound |
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Now I know ya prob'ly thought cha had me played (played) |
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check is in the mail I got it made (made) |
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And if you'll notice my smile is like Kool-Aid |
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Cuz I just (just) got (got) paid (paid) uh |
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On the floor, rockin' to the beat |
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Always, sure looks sweet |
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Fine young lady, standin' by |
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Come on baby, sweet like delight... |
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I love the way that you move |
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Said, you look so sweet |
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when you're movin' to the beat |
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I'm tired always goin’ to parties, baby |
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Why don't we get on down, let's get on down |
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CHORUS (4x) |
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I'm getting down, down... |
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I'm getting down.. yeah.. |
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Man, I'm broke |