Lyrics
I know you like it like that
Rude on the beat when I’m doing my dance
Making moves hacky sack
Look no hands I maneuver the bag
I know you like it like that
Rise from the ashes and making hoes mad
Making moves hacky sack
Big magic no hands I maneuver the bag
Don’t you wanna know what the new bag is
We don’t force we don’t chase now we attract it
That’s a bad bitch way to understand
It’s always in your hands like reiki is my brand
Now I’m Wim Hoffing and quantum leaping
Making art with my funky feelings
Taking care of my body she needs me
Time to be the flower not the bumblebee
Layers of programs sloughing off of me
Shivers up my spine as I assimilate
To another vibration I think satan
Was just a figment of my imagination
It’s giving victim it’s giving bitch when
Are we gonna transcend into a new dimension
I get impatient I meditate then
That’s when I can begin to have ascension symptoms
Written by: Amy Noonan