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King Tim III

๐Ÿ‘ค Fatback Band โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Hit the Brakes 2, Volume 16 โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:07
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โฑ๏ธ 4:07 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Allright y'all.
Here we go!
Just clap your hands.
Then stomp your feet.
Cos' you're listenin' to the sound.
Of the sure shot brat.
I'm the K-I-N-G, the T-I-M.
Kingtim the third and i am him.
Just me, Fatback and the crew.
We're doin' it all just for you.
We're strong as an ox.
And tall as a tree.
We can rock you so viciously.
We throw the height in your eyes.
And bass in your face.
We're the funk machine.
That rocks the human race.
Skate down, boogie shock.
Come on girl, let's do the rock.
Slam dunk, do the jerk.
Lemme see your body work.
To the break everybody, to the break everybody.
2, 4, 6, 8...
Fatback don't you hesitate.
Party people who like the groove.
Now the time to make your body move.
Doin' to the rhythm, and let it all hang out.
Don't be jivin', you got to show what you be about.
Catch it, catch it, catch the beat...
Do it to me and i'll do it to you (say what).
To the break that keep the same ol' beat. '
Bout a while ago i wanted to know.
Just who you've been listenin' to.
I'm the voice of King Tim III.
Tellin' what i want you to do.
A little left hand right hand in the air.
And you're slammin' like you just don't care.
Put your left leg out, the right leg in.
Say the left is out and the right is in.
About a quarter to four somebody was at your door.
Well you wondered "who it was?" And you started to shake n' shiver.
So i said it was me, yo, little old cous.
I said "opened the door n' let me in".
I'll rock ya so good, you won't hear it again, i'll rock ya so good, you heard bells ring, they went ring ding dang, ding, ding, ding...
To the break everybody.
Do it to me, n' i'll do it to you.
Stomp your feet then claps your hand.
Cos' you're listenin' to the sound of the Fatback Band.
Ain't nothing new in what i do.
Cos' i'm doin' it all just for you.
I'm hotter than the tea, i'm sweeter than honey.
I'm not doin' it for the money.
I'm sugarcoated double dunk chocolate MC man.
I'm sweeter than the almond joy.
And gramma's sweet old jam.
I'm the modified, the rectified, kazinctified, quadruplified, kaput the fied, kazuktafied, to rock you all mind all the time.
To the break everybody.
It's on in, on in, on in, on.
Like hot butter on say wot the popcorn.
Do it to me n' i'll do it to you...
To the break everybody.
You keep the tap in your step, the hip in your hop.
You don't stop till you get on the mount top.
Once you reached the top you won't be alone.
You got King Tim on the microphone.
Just grab your partner, you start to swing.
Cos' i'm well known just like Burger King.
I don't sell burgers or french fries.
I'm only here to make your nature rise.
Just grab your partner round n' round.
And grab her by the butt n' boogie down.
Just open up your jacket, and open up her brass.
And dance like at the Mardi Gras.
I'm the man of action, the main attraction.
The girls call me the satisfaction.
I'm the Romeo, the Casanova.
Here tonight i'm get over.
To the break everybody...

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