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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Troy Kingi
Troy Kingi
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Troy Kingi
Troy Kingi
Composer
Freddie Cesar
Freddie Cesar
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Troy Kingi
Troy Kingi
Producer
TeMatera Smith
TeMatera Smith
Producer

Lyrics

In the city where they got no face (yeah)
I wanna rest my case upon the neon floor
I wanna know something now:
Can you match the moon to the morning light?
Cause when the sun come
Are you still gonna be yourself?
I don’t want nobody else
Shake that Skinny Ass
Somebody come move the tables
If you’re ready and able
Come boogie with me (Come boogie with me baby)
Get your body on the dance floor
Dance till your ass can’t dance no more
People say funk is a dinosaur
But I don’t care, I just wanna dance some more
Will this city girl move to the country?
To the land of milk and honey?
Ain’t nuthin' for you here but a suited puppeteer
Pushing you down the rat maze
When you gonna stand up to the man?
Break the chains free
I need to see ya let your feet loose lady
Cutting shapes in the rain and don’t you let nobody come and stop that train come on
Shake that Skinny Ass
Somebody come move the tables
If you’re ready and able
Come boogie with me (Come boogie with me baby)
Get your body on the dance floor
Dance till your ass can’t dance no more
People say funk is a dinosaur
But I don’t care, I just wanna dance some more
Stop looking through cynical eyes
Cause what you see is hidden in disguise
Truth won’t be televised
They’re making us out to be punks
Ain’t nobody taking my funk
I bring the party to the night parade
Where all the silly people masquerade
I spoon the powdered sugar, she pour the cream
Mix it up until we make a super light beam come on
Written by: Freddie Cesar, Troy Kingi
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