It goes something like this,
Guess whos coming...
I've got a fake I'd like a secret agent
To get in and out of here when the rhythem changes.
I'm a bad super hero,
I bring truth to the wierdest,
To the bruisers, losers, cheaters to the non-believers.
All the girls in the hood keep them high,
And the boys with the girls can't deny.
That the girls know exactly what is up.
Shake it all the way to the club
To all of my people,
I'm sending a signal,
The secret is out.
Shake it shake it...
Don't need your permission
This is our decision
Were rocking this town
Headz up headz up...
Shut up and listen
All your talking makes my head explode to pieces,
Cos this negative like recess
Girls are dying for my kisses.
So my legs have started moving
To the exit I can't stop me
And the djs getting ready to start pumping
Do you copy?