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Super Disco Breakin'

Well, it's 50 cups of coffee and you know it's on
I move the crowd to the break of, break of dawn
Can't rock the house without the party people
'Cause when we're gettin' down, we are all equal
There's no better or worse between you and me
But I rock the mic so viciously

I like pins and needles and words that sting
At the blink of an eye, I will do my thing
It's like a needle in the cartridge when the record spins
I like diggin' down deep in the record bins
Well, everybody gettin' down, make no mistake
Nothing sounds quite like an 8-0-8

Money-Makin', Money-Money-Makin'
Super disco, disco breakin'
Money-Makin', Money-Money-Makin'
Super disco, disco breakin'

Uh-huh...alright

Sometimes I like to brag, sometimes I'm soft spoken
When I'm in Holland, I eat the pannenkoeken
The worm is the spice, you bring the sauce
You can kiss my ass, you funky boss
Now that you got what you want, you want more
Well, I'll be with the hammer and the nail at your door
Well, with these funky beats I be goin' head huntin'
Shouts to my peeps, let me know if you feel somethin'
'Cause I can give you all you need
A little beat for the rhythm and some words to read
Let me tell you now that's my favorite shit
And if you got a new rhyme, I'll just say so

Money-Makin', Money-Money-Makin'
Super disco, disco breakin'
Money-Makin', Money-Money-Makin'
Super disco, disco breakin'

Is Manhattan in the house?
Uh-huh...uh-huh...uh-huh
Is Manhattan in the house?
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