B-Boys, Flygirls throw your hand in the air
Ah, yeah like you just don't care
B-Boys, Flygirls throw your hand in the air
Ah, yeah like you just don't care
B-Boys, Flygirls throw your hand in the air
Ah, yeah like you just don't care
Old schooll sounds come down blasting
At all the homies in the house
You know they'll be maxing cooling out with style
Like, back in the days
Representing the skills
Putting suckers in their place
Funky fresh
(?)
Ahh, with the most finest
DJ's cutting records, so you could impress...
All the Flygirls, yeah the sexy ladys
See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later
B-Boys, Flygirls throw your hand in the air
Ah, yeah like you just don't care
B-Boys, Flygirls throw your hand in the air
Ah, yeah like you just don't care
B-Boys, Flygirls throw your hand in the air
Ah, yeah like you just don't care
B-Boys, Flygirls throw your hand in the air
Ah, yeah like you just don't care
Two turntables and a microphone
That's all we need to rock on the show!
Bam Bam Bam, are you ready for yes, yes, yalling??
Get your funky ass up!
This is the last calling!
Funky fresh
(?)
Ahh, with the most finest
DJ's cutting records, so you could impress...
All the Flygirls, yeah the sexy ladys
See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later
B-Boys, Flygirls throw your hand in the air
Ah, yeah like you just don't care
B-Boys, Flygirls throw your hand in the air
Ah, yeah like you just don't care
B-Boys, Flygirls throw your hand in the air
Ah, yeah like you just don't care
B-Boys, Flygirls throw your hand in the air
Ah, yeah like you just don't care
Writer(s): Jaakko Sakari Salovaara, Raymond Ebanks
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