My Man Music -Stooshe
Oh yeah yeah
My man music won't you play yeah
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na yeah
Ya are you ready come on start to ready
One two three break down
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 school vibe
Come come with the rhythm come with the bass
Turn to a hottie and go whine up your waist
Whine up your waist whine up your waist
Whine up whine up whine up your 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 dancin 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 school 45
He's my A-list every 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 school vibe
Come come with the rhythm come with the bass
Turn to a hottie and go whine up your waist
Whine up your waist whine up your waist
Whine up whine up whine up your waist
N yeah he's so cool
I'm on a ride with every step he's takin
Make make me brand new
I fall in love again again again
And evry hit is
Ooooo what is that funking blues or rock n roll
Baby got it so mixed in creatin new things so so magical
Yeahh
He moves my booty to the max
Goes to my head like a bottle of Jacks
Tried his best yeah he's on repeat
I don't care he's on repeat
Because he spun me round yeah round about
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 school vibe
Come come with the rhythm come with the bass
Turn to a hottie and go whine up your waist
Whine up your waist whine up your waist
Whine up whine up whine up your waist
I say we give you a lickle trouble yeah
We give you a little taste
Stooshe pon that bit it make you whine up your waist
Mamma make me move my mom make me do
All the tings that a man can't do
Give you a little trouble give you a little taste
Stooshe pon that diity make you whine up your waist
Mamma make me move my mom make me do
All the tings that a man can't do
That a man can't do That a man can't do
That a man can't do That a man can't do
That a man can't do That a man can't do
That a man can't do Break it down