Sweat Drop

Pre-Verse: Sweat... Drop it... Sweat... Drop it... Verse 1: Let's move it! Nah, let's lose it Like pounds, let the music do it Hey cutie, don't be a sour Orange, aren't you going to get down a few hours Wallflowers aren't meant for this jam (Turn up) as my side cause it's time to go ham (You foolish) yea, go stupid (Dumb, dumb) ride the whip so ghoulish Not to gas you up But the way you break it down makes me wish you won't dip Unless it's them hips Cause you been sitting too long for a couple sips So I'll request this hit and a hand of yours To take you to the dance floor Cause I'm what the party asked for The captain of the movement task force So... Chorus: Come on, girl You know that we came to party All night, move your body Come on and Let the Sweat Drop Let the Sweat Drop Let the Sweat Drop Let the Sweat Drop Sweat Drop Pre-Verse Verse 2: Are them heels killing your vibe? You're dealing with the right guy; I'll hold them 'til the end of the night But as collateral, you're jamming all evening. That's Even Stevens Don't shy away; us meeting would have Walt Disney cheesing Hakuna Matata, we're doing the Cha-Cha Slide and you're using what your mama gotcha We in sync; no bye's in tri's But I'm gone every time those thighs in sight (Whoo!) So give her the rhythm and it'll be off with her no's Cause she can't refuse to move when this song hits the floor Yea, dropped that dun dun dun when they said don't But I'm looking for the girls who said they won't Come on, get-get down! The sweat won't harm you Everybody ain't watching like you're a performer But this party is meant for grooving So don't stand still, baby. Get to moving! Chorus Pre-Verse Verse 3: Girl, you looking kind of lonely. So join me It don't matter if you're clumsy; it's fun, babe Cause all you got to do is make a move in tune And then you, too, are shaking something See this is the dancing anthem You can just sway with your hands up with no reprimanding Just don't be scurred to get it, gir' Cause I like the way you do that right thurr (right thurr) And you're in the place where the vision is blurred Like the lines Robin Thicke chose to refer So if you get silly like V.I.C Blame the wobbling on the drinks that need ID Show no shame, dames, when they're playing your faves Whether you twerk it or doing the wave From the chicken wing to the tootsie roll As long as you're moving to the floor Go! Chorus 3x