Letra de B-boys & Fly-girls

B-boys, fly-girls, throw your hands in the air, Uh yeah, like you just don't care... Old school sounds come down blasting All the homies in the house, you know baby maxing Holy love, free style, like back in the days Representing the skills, putting suckers in the place Funky fress, are we the most finest? DJ got a record so you could impress All the fly girls yet the sexy ladies, It ain't no doubt about what's happening later B-boys, fly-girls, throw your hands in the air, Uh yeah, like you just don't care... Two turn tables and a microphone, That's all we need to rock on the show Bam bam bam, are you ready? For yes yes, you're all in Get your funky ass up, this is the last going Funky fress, are we the most finest? DJ got a record so you could impress All the fly girls yet the sexy ladies, It ain't no doubt about what's happening later B-boys, fly-girls, throw your hands in the air, Uh yeah, like you just don't care...