King Tim III (Personality Jock) versuri

Versuri Fatback Band – King Tim III (Personality Jock) lyrics

Alright, y’all
Here we go

You just clap your hands then you stomp your feet
‘Cause you’re listenin’ to the sound of the sure shot beat
I’m the K-I-N-G the T-I-M
King Tim III, and I am him
Just me, Fatback, and the crew
We doin’ it all just for you
We’re strong as an ox and tall as a tree
We can rock you so viciously
We throw the highs in your eyes, the bass in your face
We’re the funk machines that rock the human race
Skate down, boogie shot
Come on, girl, let’s do the rock
Slam dunk, do the jerk
Let me see your body work

To the break everybody
To the break everybody

Two, four, six, eight
Fatback, don’t you hesitate

Party people
Who like to groove
Now’s the time
To make your body move
Do it to the rhythm
And let it all hang out
Don’t be jivin’
You got to show what you be about

Catch it, catch it, catch it, catch the beat
Catch it, catch the beat
Catch it, catch it, catch it, catch the beat
Catch it, catch the beat
Do it to me, and I’ll do it to you
Do it to me, and I’ll do it to you
Do it to me, and I’ll do it to you
Do it to me, and I’ll do it to you
Catch it, catch it, catch the beat
Catch it, catch it, catch the beat
Do it to me, and I’ll do it to you (Say what?)
Do it to me, and I’ll do it to you (A buh-bye)
Do it to me, and I’ll do it to you (Hey, hey, hey)
Do it to me
To the break
Just keep the same old beat

About a while ago when I want you to know
Just who you been listenin’ to
I am the voice of King Tim III
Tell you what I want you to do
A little left hand, right hand in the air
And you sway ‘em like you just don’t care
You put your left leg out, the right leg in
Say the hustle is out and the rock is in
‘Bout a quarter to four somebody was at your door
And you wondered who it was
You started to shake and shiver
So I said, „It was me, your little old cous'”
I said to open the door, and let me in
And I’ll rock you so good you’ll want it again
I’ll rock you so good you heard bells ring
They went „A-ring, ding, dang, a-ding, a-ding, ding
Ring, ding, dang, a-ding, a-ding, ding”
To the break everybody

Do it to me, and I’ll do it to you (Come on)
Do it to me, and I’ll do it to you (What’cha gon’ do now?)
Do it to me, and I’ll do it to you (Give it to me)
Do it to me, and I’ll do it to you (Alright)

Stomp your feet and you clap your hands
‘Cause you’re listenin’ to the sound of the Fatback Band
Ain’t nothin’ new in what I do
‘Cause I’m doin’ it all just for you
I’m hotter than tea, I’m sweeter than honey
I’m not doin’ it for the money
I’m sugarcoated, double dunked
Chocolate MC Man
I’m sweeter than the Almond Joy
In grandma’s sweet old jam
I’m the modified, the rectified
Kazinktified, kajuketified
Kaputified, kaduketified
To rock your mind say all the time
To the break everybody
To the break everybody
It’s on and on and on and on
Like hot butter on say what, some popcorn

Do it to me, and I’ll do it to you

To the break everybody
You keep the tap in your step, the hip in your hop
You don’t stop ‘till you get on the mount top
Once you reach the top you won’t be alone
You got King Tim on the microphone
Just grab your partner you start to swing
‘Cause I’m well known just like Burger King
I don’t sell burgers or french fries
I’m only here to make your nature rise
Just grab your partner around and ‘round
And grab her by the butt and boogie down
Just open up her jacket and open her bra
And dance just like at the Mardi Gras
I’m the man of action, the main attraction
The girls call me the satisfaction
I’m the Romeo, the Casanova
Here tonight I’m gonna get over
To the break everybody
To the break everybody
To the break everybody
To the break everybody