Verse 1A: Scenie babies Throwback 'cedes Bleach-blonde hair and your neon shadies Skinny jeans Know what I mean Roll the red carpet out the limousine
Verse 1B: I see sad people I see mad people Stone-cold face Looking like they bad people I see hot people I see not people Everybody movin' like they ain't got a job people
Chorus: Hey, yo, tank top Make that tail drop Hey, yo, tank top Make that tail drop Hey, yo, tank top Make that tail drop Make, make that tail drop Make, make that tail drop
Verse 2A: What's the matter Copy-catter If the club's too cold go on and put your swagger on Go on go on go go on and put your swagger on Go on go go put your swagger on
Verse 2B: I see rad people Leather clad people I'm still mad at my deadbeat dad people I see hot people I see not people Everybody movin' liket hey ain't got a job people
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Bridge: I see hot people Put your s, s, s swagger on Go on go on go on, I see hot people Go on go on put your, put your swagger on
To the lovers, the haters, please congratulate us You got to get educated 'bout the 808'ers I sent the boom-shaka-laka shaka-laka to your house Don't let it smack ya in yo swagga-lackin' mouth
I fly non-stop, first class You in coach, you in da back You go slow, I go fast You shut down while I go blast Neeerrr, right past ya Ya lookin' like anotha disasta Just face it, you wasted Kickin' up dust, you taste it