Back to the base, coco candy, fellows wanna taste
All these niggas wanna fiend and shake
You got a fiend for the cake
Youve been pulling up the paint, tell me what it taste
Do you wanna be with a babe,
Keep away, running away
Keep away, running away
Hey, keep calling my name while you're holding my frame
You know what I'm saying
Nigga do this right flame
Ciddy bang, bang,
With this pretty young thang
And the villains ain't game,
Spilling champagne, got the ticket I'm game
Looking wish for I'm 55, balling
She claiming uptown dance, she bring it down right
You take it up, up, then break it down, like
You stretch your stuff and he wanna pound, right
You take it up, up, then you shoot me down like,
As if my hips, left to the right, hey, for shake in the light
You can see through light
Chocolate deluxe, taste yummy on the tongue
Got you hung on the hunt
Got you hobby in the front, what about the bucks
It was never bout the lust
The s and the os, the exes and hoes
I ex of them ghost, no escape through the goal
You shake when the pressures exposed
I'ma, I'ma make it and know,
I'ma take it and glow
I'm from harlem, what's a 8 to a o
What's shake to a pole
What's big for the boa
Shake me, shake it, and keep it rollin
Rotate this circle shift it and keep it going
Now you made it, and now he know it
Your shake's the favorite, so now they want it
Shake me, shake it, and keep it rollin
Rotate this circle shift it and keep it going
Now you made it, and now he know it
Your shakes the favorite, so now they want it
She claiming uptown dance, she bring it down right
You take it up, up, then break it down, like
You stretch your stuff and he wanna pound, right
You shake it up, up, then you shake me down like,
Clap to it, Im back to it, to one to it
It's that knew it, that bad view, that have you
Your eyes glued, on my view, better behave
Better maintain, or youre in my square,
Licking my sway
Just look at my kick, good look on my chic
To the 5 top greed,
Little my I'm me, everytime I sleep
Everytime I eat, I be on my taste
I be on my grace, I be on my cake
Just give me my space, let me sip my shake
Choco latte
She claiming uptown dance, she bring it down right
You take it up, up, then break it down, like
You stretch your stuff and he wanna pound, right
You shake it up, up, then you shake me down like,
Whether it's a train, or a list
A bad bitch be fast flippin the cash quick
Now ain't this, so harlem you got ends
I pops end, if pop trippin you pop spend.
izlediğim kadarıyla ön hazırlığı olan bir etkinlik. kimin nerede duracağı, hangi figürü yapacağı iyi planlanırsa daha absürt oluyor. ilk bakışta herkes delice sallanıyor gibi gelebilir ama her biri devamlı aynı figürü yapıyor.
32 saniyelik 2 cümleden oluşan şarkıdır. aynı şarkı tekrar tekrar çalar sadece şaklabanları değişiktir. 40,000,000 kişi izler benimde burada yok yere çayım soğur.
ucube, ne idüğü belirsiz, dans desen diyemeyeceğin, tanımlayamayacağın şaklabanlıklardan sadece biridir. sanatın, insanlığın, zevkin vs.ileri gitmesi gerekirken geriye yerin dibine gitmesine güzel örneklerden biridir. uyuşturulmuş beyinlerin kollektif hezeyanlarının cisimleşmiş hallerinden biridir. eğlencenin seviyesinin kalmadığının kanıtlarından biridir.
her sene değişen türkiye de bu senenin modası olan şarkılardan bir tanesi.
diğeri de gangnam style tabi.
geçen sene de hatırlanırsa michael jacksonlar,kolbastılar,apaçiler vardı.
bakalım seneye bu zamanlar nelerle karşılaşacağız.
buna gülenlerle, acunun sikindirik programlarını izleyenler ve gangnam style dinleyenler aynı oluyor genelde. ah sizin zevkinize kurban olayım kuzucuklarım benim.
