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Boy with the bub tryin' to pick 'em up, wack dancing,
'Wooking pa nub', shirt too bright, pants too tight
Boy settle down
Now I ain't just messing with you
I got better things to do
I'm trying to help, I got a lesson for you
I know you do the best you could do
Wanna get next to Boo, then the less you do the better
Cause women equate dance with sex
They gon' see you & be like, 'Next'!
But you gon' be like, 'hold up Ma' ('Next!')
But she gon' be like, uh huh, ('Next!')
Now looka-here, rule #1, know ya name,
it ain't Usher, Justin or Hammer, then we can touch ya
Rule #2, never do a dance you can't do, why stupid,
Cause you can't do it

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So I'm up in my spot in Miami the other night, right
& this Dude's out on the floor oh damn, just way 'over-dancing'
So his Mommy wanna holla at me

She thought my name was Billy, I told her it was Willy
She said she watch my TV show & I was very silly
Told her I was from Philly she looked at me said, 'Really?'
& judging from her t-shirt, I could tell that she was chilly
So I gave her my sweater, she said her name was Etta
She said she come from Cuba and she just had bought a Jetta
She said she was glad I met her, let's go somewhere together
She said she'd ride in my car cause she knew my car was better
The conversation cookin', attention getting' tookin'
My Spidey senses tinglin', I felt somebody lookin'
Now who this brotha lookin', & now he runnin', bookin'
I'm mad I'm like a fisherman, I almost had my hook in
I figured I should get up & quickly clear my head up,
Cause Etta got a man & I'm feelin' kinda set-up
Now Dude was really fed up & yo, he wouldn't let up
Homey if I hit you, you might never ever get up
Now he was not a dancer, plus he wasn't handsome
Comin' like Mel Gibson, like I had his girl for ransom
Yo, Pedro wanna go out side, yo amigo, tranquillo... slide

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Now rule #3 is easy, pleasery that you ain't on "Beat Street"
Sweet feet, you ain't tryin' to win no TV, another dude did a move
No need to out do it
Rule #4, out on the floor, don't be doing moves that don't nobody do no more
Draw too much attention to be adventurous on the floor
There's a reason that don't nobody do 'em no more, you feel me?
This may be hilarious, but Rule #5 is serious, uh, it's a shame that we haveto discuss
That there's no lip biting or pelvic thrusts
I mean, you think that move will put the sting on her,
you too close, tryin' to put a ring on her?
You don't know that girl, don't cling on her & don't put your thing on her...cool?!

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