Bombfunk Mc
Bombfunk Mc - B-boys & flygirls lyrics
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B-Boys flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. B-Boys flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. B-Boys flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. Old school sounds, come down blastin' All the homies in the house, you know they be maxin' Coolin' out with style - like back in the days Representin' the skills, puttin' suckers in their place Funky fresh - with the most finest DJ cuttin' records, so you could impress All the flygirls, yeah the sexy ladies See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later B-Boys flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. B-Boys flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. B-Boys flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. B-Boys flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. Two turntables and a microphone That's all we need to rock on the show Bam, bam, bam, are you ready for yes-yes-yall'in Get your funky ass up, this is the last calling Funky fresh - with the most finest DJ cuttin' records, so you could impress All the flygirls, yeah the sexy ladies See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later B-Boys flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. B-Boys flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. B-Boys flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. B-Boys flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care.