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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Teddy Riley
Performer
Timothy Gatling
Performer
Aaron Hall
Vocals
Gene Griffin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Teddy Riley
Songwriter
Gene Griffin
Songwriter
Timothy Gatling
Songwriter
Aaron Hall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Teddy Riley
Producer
Gene Griffin
Producer
Timmy Regisford
Mixing Engineer
Louil Silas Jr.
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Just dance)
(Don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
Uh
(Just dance)
Na, na, na
(Don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
(Don't, don't, don't)
(Just dance)
(Dance)
(Just dance)
(Dance)
(Just dance)
(Don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
(Don't clap your hands)
Oh, just dance
(Just dance)
Slim though, baby
(Don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
Oh, just dance
(Don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
(Don't clap your hands)
Baby
(Just dance)
There's a girl that's on the wall
Standing slim and tall
But I think that's all she wants to do
Oh, but I don't think that is true
'Cause I see you're a mover, too
Sneaking out her attitude
(Dance)
Girl make up your mind
If you don't want to prove that is fine
Girl don't be confused, follow me baby
Now it's time to get loose
Just dance
(Don't clap your hands)
Oh, baby just dance
(Don't clap your hands)
Baby, baby, please, just dance
(Don't clap your hands)
Don't clap your hands
(Just dance)
(Don't clap your hands)
Whoa
(Just dance)
(Yeah, don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
(C'mon take on that)
(Just dance)
(Don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
You know girl, as I look into your eyes
You got me hypnotized
My temperature's about to rise
Oh, just get up on the floor
Baby, go for yours
'Cause I know that's what you came here for
(Dance)
Girl, make up your mind
If you don't want to prove that is fine
Girl don't be confused, follow me baby
Now it's time to get loose
Just dance
(Don't clap your hands)
Just dance
(Just dance)
(Don't clap your hands)
Baby, baby, please just dance
(Just dance)
(Don't clap your hands)
Just dance
(Don't clap your hands)
Don't clap your hands
(Don't clap your hands)
Whoa
(Just dance)
(You got it girl, just dance)
(C'mon, get down girl, just dance)
(Don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
(C'mon, get down)
(Just dance)
C'mon girl, dance with me for a little
(Just dance)
(Just dance)
Oh, oh, oh
Just dance
(Don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
Don't clap your hands
(Don't clap your hands)
Baby, baby, please just dance
(Don't clap your hands)
Don't clap your hands
(Just dance)
(Don't clap your hands)
Oh, oh, just dance
Oh, oh-oh, baby, baby
(Don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
(C'mon get down, let's dance)
(Don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
Whoa, whoa just dance
(Don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
Don't clap your hands
(Don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
(C'mon, get down girl, just dance)
Whoa, whoa, whoa just dance
(Don't clap your hands)
(Just dance)
Don't clap your
Don't clap your
Don't clap your hands
Never, never, don't clap it, never don't clap it
Whoa, whoa, whoa just dance
(Don't clap your hands)
Don't clap your, don't clap your, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Just dance)
(Don't clap your hands)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, just dance
(I think that's it, yeah)
Don't clap it, don't clap it, don't clap it
Don't clap it, don't clap it, don't clap it
Don't clap it, don't clap it
Whoa, whoa, whoa, just dance
(Don't clap your hands)
Never, never, never, don't clap it, never, don't
Oh-oh-oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Written by: Aaron Hall, Gene Griffin, Teddy Riley, Timothy Gatling