Dance (Dance, dance, dance)
Dance provocative
Move (Move, move, move)
Move provocative
Move provocative
Move provocative
Move provocative
Move provocative
Move provocative
Move

When you hear this beat, ma-ade by Timothy
Everybody hands go high (Go high)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Hi-hi)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Hi-hi)
When you hear this beat, ma-ade by Timothy
Everybody hands go high (Go high)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Hi-hi)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Yeah, yeah)

Dance (Dance, dance, dance)
(Yeah, yeah)
Dance provocative (Dance provocative)
(Yeah, yeah)
Move (Move, move, move)
(Yeah, yeah)
Move provocative (Move provocative)
(Yeah)
Move provocative

Turn it up, while the flames is up
I'm shutting down everything, line it up
Follow me, can a girl like me get whatever I need?
'Cause I feel like burning up
In the middle of the club
With a dozen of roses
He's aiming for my heart
But it ain't enough
It's an everyday struggle to stay away from love that ain't love
Like napalm it will blow you up

And tonight is 'bout me and my girls
And you better do what I say
And once we get another round
You will see just how we play
We gon' see who can make it pop off
We gon' see what they really talkin' 'bout
Timb said, "they don't seem to like that"
Well Timb, they seem to love it, it, it

When you hear this beat, ma-ade by Timothy
Everybody hands go high (Go high)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Hi-hi)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Hi-hi)
When you hear this beat, ma-ade by Timothy
Everybody hands go high (Go high)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Hi-hi)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Yeah, yeah)

Dance (Dance, dance, dance)
(Yeah, yeah)
Dance provocative (Dance provocative)
(Yeah, yeah)
Move (Move, move, move)
(Yeah, yeah)
Move provocative (Move provocative)
(Yeah)
Move provocative

When you hear this beat in the motherfucking club
Tell the motherfucking DJ, "Ay, turn it up"
When you play this shit in the club
The club get hot, motherfucker burn up
We get wild for the night, turnt up
Got liquor over here, baby, let's drink up
Later on we can do whatever we think of
Matter fact, won't you get my number, we can link up later
(Hey, hey) I stay chicked up
I keep these pretty little ladies dicked up
I don't give 'em shit, I don't got 'em gift up
I don't mix emotions, I don't get 'em mixed up
I keep my money in my pocket, rich
My business tight 'cause I got in this bitch
I came from the bottom 'cause life is a bitch
So I told that bitch, I'ma take it to the top
Like this

When you hear this beat, ma-ade by Timothy
Everybody hands go high (Go high)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Hi-hi)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Hi-hi)
When you hear this beat, ma-ade by Timothy
Everybody hands go high (Go high)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Hi-hi)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Yeah, yeah)

Dance (Dance, dance, dance)
(Yeah, yeah)
Dance provocative (Dance provocative)
(Yeah, yeah)
Move (Move, move, move)
(Yeah, yeah)
Move provocative (Move provocative)
(Yeah)
Move provocative

Now, move this way to the rhythm (Yeah, yeah)
Girl, it's the way you kill 'em (Yeah, yeah)
Gotta take your time with what you give 'em (Yeah, yeah)
'Cause you know they be hot and thirsty
For me you got to roll like Vegas
I'm not one to hold, I'ma take up
I'll stick the whole damn bank up
So you better show me the money

When you hear this beat, ma-ade by Timothy
Everybody hands go high (Go high)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Hi-hi)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Hi-hi)
When you hear this beat, ma-ade by Timothy
Everybody hands go high (Go high)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Hi-hi)
Can ya move that hi-dee-hi? (Yeah, yeah)

Dance (Dance, dance, dance)
(Yeah, yeah)
Dance provocative (Dance provocative)
(Yeah, yeah)
Move (Move, move, move)
(Yeah, yeah)
Move provocative (Move provocative)
(Yeah)
Move provocative

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