Sing ohhhhuoh, whaahahaa, Sing ohhhhuoh, sing whaaay (x4)
What are you wanna saying about me? Come on get and wanna someone dance? Give me rhythm again.
Booom like a bomba!
CHORUS (x2):
And I wanna make you jam, You can jam all night, I wrote this song for you, Because you've gone alive.
Said, I wanna make you jam, You can jam all night, I wrote this song for you, Because you feel the vibe.
I'm gonna sing a song, Come on! Sing ohhhhuoh, whaahahaa, Sing ohhhhuoh, sing whaaay.
RAP:
Mr. Eddy Wata get the phone, I mean, I know though his life, Feel all the rhythm come floor, Music keep me so high, I miss to listen to the vibe, I feel that make me find your ways, Eddy Wata on the mike, I know why kia condemned me.
CHORUS (x2)
Sing ohhhhuoh, whaahahaa, Sing ohhhhuoh, sing whaaay.
If Mr. Wata get the phone, I mean, I look of his life, I wanted the music flow, I think I make me wanna waste, Hey Mr. listen to the pot, I know cofeta lets you down, Eddy Wata on the mike, I know why kia condemned me.