Bring it right back

It's not your daddy's old kind of rock steady
He'd be taken aback, and try to blend in sloppy
It's always about the crowd to make them hop
Then you kill it, then you bring it right back
To make them heads go up and down and hop to it
The skiggity-bop the crowd is hot and sweaty
The only thing to make my night complete, who's got a yea
It's just an extension of out body
With the rhymes and the rhythm all belonging
Oooh, stop my beat, then you bring it right back
The bass and the drums intermingle
To make me jump, rock, senses overload
They flirt with each other like their single yea, tilt your head back and

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Rely on the energy of your feet
You gotta stay low even when the beat is slow
You gotta bring the rhythm

Once again, it's not your daddy's old kind of rock steady
I think you get the point, this beat is picture perfection
Muster up the nerve to your wicky-bum shake, then you bring it right back
Then you sway to the left and the right
Still messing with the beat to keep it tight
Then you sway to the left and the right
Still messing with the beat to keep it tight you gotta

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Listen to what he have to play for you
Listen, the opportune vacation
Listen, when nothing is simply everything
It's all about the groove and the ay-oh
To make them bounce how we roll
To leave the club jacked on 'contageous'
I've been born with it, must admit your down with it

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