Fashion, Styley

Well what you know about the people that originally seasonally replaced us Bomfunk can mash it up, and Mr. B coming up live and direct Leave mercy, ay, uh [Mr. B] Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line I come, when a wigga, wigga leaves Bomfunk MC coming in the house What ya make you with the rhythm with the fashion styley [Mr. B] Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line I come, when a wigga, wigga leaves Bomfunk MC coming in the house [Mr. B] Come da-da, da super Bu Bu mix, come again Come da-da, da me kiss up the junk, come again Come da-da, da ? music come again, come again, come again Come da-da, da super Bu Bu mix, coem again Come da-da, da me kiss up the junk, come again Come da-da, with Bomfunk MC's, come again Come da-da, what am I, what am I, what am I, hey Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley I'm a do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu Girlies lose their minds, they go ooh ooh We won't be too shy, like catch a coo-coo We're going to stand like Desmond Tutu I came in too tight in a voodoo When we rock the mic you wish you could too We blow the roof off to Timbuktu Some bitches call us dogs, we go boo I'm a do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu Girlies lose their minds, they go ooh ooh We won't be too shy, like catch a coo-coo We're going to stand like Desmond Tutu I came in too tight in a voodoo When we rock the mic you wish you could too We blow the roof off to Timbuktu Some bitches call us dogs, we go boo I'm a do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu Girlies lose their minds, they go ooh ooh We won't be too shy, like catch a coo-coo (ey) We're going to stand like Desmond Tutu I came in too tight in a voodoo When we rock the mic you wish you could too We blow the roof off to Timbuktu Some bitches call us dogs, we go I [Mr. B] Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line (uh) Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line (uh) Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line I come, when a wigga, wigga leaves Bomfunk MC coming in the house [Mr. B] Come da-da, da super Bu Bu mix, come again Come da-da, da me kiss up the junk, come again Come da-da, da ? music come again, come again, come again Come da-da, da super Bu Bu mix, coem again Come da-da, da me kiss up the junk, come again Come da-da, with Bomfunk MC's, come again Come da-da, what am I, what am I, what am I, hey Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley I'm a do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu Girlies lose their minds, they go ooh ooh We won't be too shy, like catch a coo-coo We're going to stand like Desmond Tutu I came in too tight in a voodoo When we rock the mic you wish you could too We blow the roof off to Timbuktu Some bitches call us dogs, we go boo I'm a do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu Girlies lose their minds, they go ooh ooh We won't be too shy, like catch a coo-coo We're going to stand like Desmond Tutu I came in too tight in a voodoo When we rock the mic you wish you could too We blow the roof off to Timbuktu Some bitches call us dogs, we go boo