Groove Shake

Uh-huh. Move, shake. We groove, take. Move, shake. Break the funk, yeah, break the funk. Yessir. Uh-huh. Yeah. Welcome, All you party people, to the dance floor. We gettin' down. Lady Waks, Mutant Breaks, Funky Show. Move it, shake it, groove it, take it. It's our beat, we gonna break it. Time to dance, yessir. Shake the tail feather. Ooh, MC Mister, who came to get funky? I like my beef like I like my soup, Chunky. I got bong and dough like a bun In my trunk and only bangos, never bongs. Go 'round the ring-ring, the flunk-a-ching-chang, The bass, the big bang, inclined to clang-clang. What's up, let's hang, we make funky noises. All the girls limp, all the boys lose. Boot-slang shaking, it's a funka clap. Moments for the taking, big enough for the top. Buckle in, the bass begins, you're spinning, sharply A shock. Shell-shocked and shocked, knock, knock, Knock, knock. Funky beat at your door, well, yeah, Open. Funky treats to explore, better grab your Open. You are hoping, yeah, you're looking with more Of them daisies blooming. Rushing to the bass that's Soaking, you can feel the beat's awoken. Move, shake. We groove, take. Move, shake. We groove, take. Move, shake, groove, take. It's our beat, we gonna break it. Shake the tail feather. Time to dance, yessir. Move it, shake it, groove it, take it. It's our beat, we gonna break it. Time to dance, oh, yessir. Shake the tail feather. Move it, shake it, groove it, take it. It's our beat, we gonna break it. It's time to dance, oh, yessir. Shake the tail feather. That's not a guitar. Oh no, there's noises. Synthesizers. Noises. I don't know what a noise... Ahem. When you feel something, you feel it. Do you feel it? And the bass comes back. You feel it. See, I keep doing this, like, in the same Part, I'm like, "I don't what I'm talking about. Whatever." And the bass comes back. Do you feel it? You feel it. Whatever. Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry, breakdowns are hard for me. I'm not good at breakdowns. I just like break beats, I can't break down. But that's okay, because now, oh shit. A supercalifragilisticrealisticdosis. Ironically, the dopest words from twins that they Are roaches. Expose all the colors of metal and With symbiosis. I be passing the mimosas when we Peddle in ferocis. Got a party anthem that'll make You need to get up to unwind. While the Dance floor fall in time, I say you gotta Sway. Gonna let the sound wave soak you, super Set, we are ramping up. Yeah, but now slow It down, now holy shit. This protecca is a mecca, breaking beats 'cause I'm A rocka. Lady Waks be throwing down. Mutant Breaks pull from the sound. Scrap the dark night, we in the limelight. We fresh like lemonade, but we electrolyte. But our bass heavy and we going steady. No, I'm never gonna forget the mouth spaghetti. Move, shake. We groove, take. Move, shake. We groove, take. Move it, shake it, groove it, take it. It's our beat, we gonna break it. Shake the tail feather. Time to dance, oh, yessir. Man, I gotta to the funk. But believe our beats are bangers, always keeping The bong. Ain't gonna leave us with a slang And off the hinges and jump. Hands up, let's Go, my gangsters, let's jump. Move it, shake it, groove it, take it. It's our beat, we gonna break it. Shake the tail feather. Time to dance, yessir. Cool brew, used to, we got the brain sleep. Goop troops, the scoop, then we switch and we Scoop. The funk is loop with a breakbeat troop. Lady Waks, Mutant Breaks, Funky Show, whoop-whoop. Ну что, теперь как была, мы не знаем, Как быть тихо. Нас всех теперь четверо, И нам так трудно говорить "до свидания". Move, shake, groove, take. Ahem, it's our beat, we gonna break it. Move it, shake it, groove it, take it. It's our beat, we gonna break it. Time to dance, oh, yessir. So shake the tail feather. Move, shake. We groove, take. Move, shake. We groove, take. Move it, shake it, groove it, take it. It's our beat, we gonna break it. Shake the tail feather. Time to dance, oh, yessir.