My Man Music - Stooshe

Oh yeah yeah

My man music won't you play yeah

Na na na na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na yeah

Ya are you ready come on start to ready

One two three break down

Step left step right pull your knees tight

Do the butterfly to the side to the side

Now slide yeah that's right yeah

Then we're gonna bring it back to the old school vibe

Come come with the rhythm come with the bass

Turn to a hottie and go whine up your waist

Whine up your waist whine up your waist

Whine up whine up whine up your waist

Yeah you got me

Put on my face and pump my stereo

You can't stop stop stop me nah

A melody fillin up my radio

Now I'm thinkin oooooohh whaaaat do I fancy

Hip-hop electro

I could be a dub-step raver dancin all night

I still love classical

Yeeaahhh

We walk that talk with stooshe lines

Flicks my switches all the time

Got me spinnin like an old school 45

He's my A-list every night

Then he'll make you shake you break the mould

Right down to my neo soul

Music is my baby

He's gonna play me

Step left step right pull your knees tight

Do the butterfly to the side to the side

Now slide yeah that's right yeah

Then we're gonna bring it back to the old school vibe

Come come with the rhythm come with the bass

Turn to a hottie and go whine up your waist

Whine up your waist whine up your waist

Whine up whine up whine up your waist

N yeah he's so cool

I'm on a ride with every step he's takin

Make make me brand new

I fall in love again again again

And evry hit is

Ooooo what is that funking blues or rock n roll

Baby got it so mixed in creatin new things so so magical

Yeahh

He moves my booty to the max

Goes to my head like a bottle of Jacks

Tried his best yeah he's on repeat

I don't care he's on repeat

Because he spun me round yeah round about

And came round to my country house

I said music you're my baby

Come here and play me

Step left step right pull your knees tight

Do the butterfly to the side to the side

Now slide yeah that's right yeah

Then we're gonna bring it back to the old school vibe

Come come with the rhythm come with the bass

Turn to a hottie and go whine up your waist

Whine up your waist whine up your waist

Whine up whine up whine up your waist

I say we give you a lickle trouble yeah

We give you a little taste

Stooshe pon that bit it make you whine up your waist

Mamma make me move my mom make me do

All the tings that a man can't do

Give you a little trouble give you a little taste

Stooshe pon that diity make you whine up your waist

Mamma make me move my mom make me do

All the tings that a man can't do

That a man can't do That a man can't do

That a man can't do That a man can't do

That a man can't do That a man can't do

That a man can't do Break it down