Room On D Riddim remix

Good God. Are you ready? Say yo, well this tune is brought to you By Mr. Shammie and his alter egos. You know we are the real heroes, and we Gonna blow away them zeroes. You hear? Make way, make way, make way. Gimme room, yo. Whoa, let's go. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make the dancehall break away. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make it pop, pop, pop. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make the dancehall break away. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make it pop, pop, pop. Make way, When the eagle flies through, and we Coming with Rico, you gotta know what to do. Hands up, racks up, everything in the air. Put your cellphones up or your teen unaware. Yo, and you hear me say, "Fuego," Me want to see everybody with their drinks in The air. And the crowd done full up. Everybody come here, there's a party over here. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make the dancehall away. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make it pop, pop, pop. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make the dancehall break away. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make it pop, Listen, me say the Eagle's bad, the eagle's bad. Put up your hand if you coming, going mad. Say the eagle's bad, the eagle's bad. Schizophrenic and they going a little mad. Everybody put your hands, put your drink in the Air. Put your hands, everybody, if you drinking a Beer. Jump from the front, just shake up your Hair. Just come here, there's a party over here. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make the dancehall away. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make it pop, pop, pop. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make the dancehall away. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make it pop, Listen, me say the Party Gone mad, Ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mad. The party gone bad, the party gone bad. Ba-ba-ra-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bad. The party gone mad, the gone mad. Ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mad. The party gone bad, the party gone mad. You can't get a rider 'cause the driver left The driver mad. Ba-ra-ba-ba-bye, ba-ba-ba-ba-bye-bye. Everybody let me your hands up in the sky-sky. Ba-ra-ba-ba-bye, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bye-bye. And let me see your hands up in the Sky. whoa. Whoa. Sing yeah. Yeah. Sing whoa. Yeah, whoa, yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah, Yeah, ha. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make the dancehall break away. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. Come on. on. We gonna make the dancehall break Pop, pop, pop. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make the dancehall break away. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make it pop, pop, pop. Just gimme some room on the rhythm. We gonna make the dancehall break away. Just Gimme some room on The rhythm. We gonna make it pop, pop, pop.