Step left, step right, pull your knees tight,
Do the butterfly, to the side, to the side,
Now slide yeah, that's right yeah,
Then we're gonna bring it back to the old skool vibe.
Come come with the rhythm, come with the bass
Turn to a hottie and go wind up ya waist
Wind up ya waist, wind up ya waist,
Wind up, wind up, wind up ya waist
Yeah you got me
Put on my face and pump my stereo
You can't stop, stop, stop me (nah)
A melody fillin' up my radio
Now I'm thinkin' oooooohh whaaaat do I fancy?
Hip-hop, electro.
I could be a dub-step raver, skanking all night,
I still love classical
Yeeaahhh,
We walk that talk with StooShe lines,
Flicks my switches all the time
Got me spinnin' like an old skool 45
He's my A-list ev'ry night
Then he'll make you shake you, break the mould
Right down to my neo soul
Music is my baby
He's gonna play me
Step left, step right, pull your knees tight,
Do the butterfly, to the side, to the side,
Now slide yeah, that's right yeah,
Then we're gonna bring it back to the old skool vibe.
Come come with the rhythm, come with the bass
Turn to a hottie and go wind up ya waist
Wind up ya waist, wind up ya waist,
Wind up, wind up, wind up ya waist
Yea he's so cool
I'm on a ride with every step he's taking
Make make me brand new
I fall in love again again again
And every hit is oooooooo
What is that funk or blues or rock and roll
Baby got it so mixed 'n create a new ting
It's all so magical…
Yea he moves my booty to the max,
Goes to my head like a bottle of Jack's
At his bestest, yes he's on repeats
I don't care he's on repeats
Because he spun me round, yea roundabouts
And came round to my country house
I said, music you're my baby
Come here and play me…
Step left, step right, pull your knees tight,
Do the butterfly, to the side, to the side,
Now slide yeah, that's right yeah,
Then we're gonna bring it back to the old skool vibe.
Come come with the rhythm, come with the bass
Turn to a hottie and go wind up ya waist
Wind up ya waist, wind up ya waist,
Wind up, wind up, wind up ya waist
Yea we give you a likkle trouble yea we give ya a likkle taste
Stooshe pon da ditty make ya wind up ya waist
My man make me move, my man make me do
All the things that ya man can't do….