The Beatmasters featuring Betty Boo

Songtekst

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Mmm-mmm

Mmm-mmm
Mmm-mmm

I can't dance to that rhythm that you've been playing
That style is old, so darling, take it, take it back
And, yo, what's up, please to shake it up (Word up)

Please, refrain, don't play games, yes, spin the beat
So we feel the main thing going on
To be holding like a goose with the boots and don't get out

Every night it ain't right
You should be rockin' business, you should be damn high
Oh, but no, oh no, but it isn't
I have to visit just like it's un-existant

How dare you ever care to
Play that trash

You better prepare to double way
You're more chit but tat-chat
'Cause I can't dance to that

I can’t dance to the music you’re playin’
Stop, think it over and rewrite your tune
I can’t dance to the music you’re playin’
You better get yourself together, you’d better do it soon

I can't dance to that rhythm that you've been playing
You gone down, yo, and you ain't sayin' nothing
For me to get credit, it's pathetic
Yeah, that's right, I've said it

You don't flatter, a rapper like me
You see, I want to be contemplete sweet
And you eat up too much time
Like a goose with the boots, say, you know you won't find her, find her

I got what it takes to rock steady
And edgy Betty Boo ain't soft like a teddy
Why is it you ain't with it?
I had to cut 'cause you don't wanna give it

All you got to get me to rot
All you want is banging, now that is enough
For me to take is straight, don't wanna be bad
But I'm really sorry, but I can't dance to that

I can’t dance to the music you’re playin’
Stop, think it over and rewrite your tune
I can’t dance to the music you’re playin’
You better get yourself together, you’d better do it soon

Came to your door, said you were busy
You had a visit from your aunt Lizzy
So what we did was we postponed
I know exactly 'till she flown home

So I call out practice all by myself
For realizin' that my livin' is off the shelf
I couldn't believe that what I found
Saw you and aunt Lizzy gettin' on down

You can imagine that what I saw
It wasn't aunt Lizzy but a cheap done-good
That was the last straw, more than take them all
Walked out the door, what would I stay for?

He lied, but never tried
More interesting than I've been on aside
But never mind, I got better things to do
So all my best wishes from Betty Boo

I can’t dance to the music you’re playin’
Stop, think it over and rewrite your tune
I can’t dance to the music you’re playin’
You better get yourself together, you’d better do it soon

I can’t dance to the music you’re playin’
Stop, think it over and rewrite your tune
I can’t dance to the music you’re playin’
You better get yourself together, you’d better do it soon

I can't dance to that!