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• final dance at prom' 08

Im gonna get it and we gonna get it and you gonna get it and you gonna feel it

Chorus
Imma shine, Im gonna make it
Aint nothing to it to it
Ill take it (i take it)
I feel it (i feel it)
Ill flip it (ill flip it)
Pull it pull it ill straight get it
Imma climb
I aint waitin
theres no end to the money im makin
for streetin for chasin we get it in
the crunk hatin

Enough dont believe you dont succeed
and if you dont apply you wont achieve
you keep ya head up high
feet down low follow your heart
till you get to the door
bells and wheels and wheels away
never trust a soul im here to say
Stop dependin on and be yourself
and grab a hold and dont look left
so take a swing and heres your chance
you got nothing to lose so make a stance
the clock is tickin and time aint waitin with ya
all alone see thats what your facin

Chorus
Imma shine, Im gonna make it
Aint nothing to it to it
Ill take it (i take it)
I feel it (i feel it)
Ill flip it (ill flip it)
Pull it pull it ill straight get it
__________________________

Break down, we only got 4 minutes to save the world..
___________________________

When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star
I wanna be in movies

When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies

When I grow up
Be on TV
People know me
Be on magazines

When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
________________________

Fat man scoop, crooklyn clan
Timbaland, timbaland
Fat man scoop, crooklyn clan
Timbaland, timbaland
Whatever I say, y’all gotta do
Whatever I say, y’all gotta do
Whatever I say, y’all gotta do
Y’all too, y’all too, y’all too, y’all too

[timbaland]
Awww lord guess who’s coming
Timbaland a.k.a freaky phil drummond
Who can get it crunk like me timbaland
Oh my nigga scoop a.k.a fat man
Weed guaranteed to make the party people bounce
Fellas say (oh) girls say(ah)
Lookin at the cornrows up in the club
Girl don’t be bashfull girl back it up
Throw it girl like it’s poking man
Shake that ass as fast as you can
White girl shake it like she burning from a sun tan
My dog grip it grab it like it was a soda can
What you talking bout holding back
When you get on the dance floor drop it like it was a cadillac
What you talking bout cutting nigga slack
Girl girl you betta bend that back
12 my girls roll deep in the club
Cant’t wait to hit the bar and get that thug
Where my dogs that got more than a hundred bucks
Cant wait to freak one of the big old butts
Before we start to turn it out
You must learn to crunk out
Before we start to turn it out
You must first begin to

[fatman scoop 2x]
Breathe in breathe out
Breathe in breathe out
Breathe in breathe out
Now drop now drop now drop now drop


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