B-boys and flygirls
by Bomfunk Mc's
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{Refrain: x3}
B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air.
Aah yeah, like you just don´t care.
Old skool 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
{au Refrain}
Two turntables and a microphone
That´s all we need to rock on the show
Bam, bam, bam-are you ready for yes-yes-yal(´in)
Get your funky ass up-this is tha 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
{au Refrain, x4}
B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air.
Aah yeah, like you just don´t care.
Old skool 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
{au Refrain}
Two turntables and a microphone
That´s all we need to rock on the show
Bam, bam, bam-are you ready for yes-yes-yal(´in)
Get your funky ass up-this is tha 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
{au Refrain, x4}