Top Songs By The Beatmasters
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Betty Boo
Performer
The Beatmasters
Performer
Claudia Fontaine
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alison Clarkson
Composer
Richard Walmsley
Composer
DEKE RICHARDS
Composer
Debbie Dean
Composer
Amanda Glanfield
Composer
Paul Carter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Beatmasters
Producer
Beat Masters
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I can't dance to that rhythm that you be playing
That style is old, sold out and dating, dating back
And, yo, what's up, we used to shake it up
How dare you ever care to play that trash
You best prepare to go away
No more tit for tat, yeah
'Cause I can't dance to that
[Verse 2]
I can't dance to the music you're playing
Stop, think it over and rewrite your tune
I can't dance to the music you're playing
You better get yourself together, you better do it soon
[Verse 3]
I'm need the rhythm to be hype and thumping
I want it hot like it's comin' from an oven
I wanna be dancin' and movin'
Betty Boo on the mic and doing the business
So get with this, doing this in the flesh
You just can't resist from hoe-ing and goin' out every night
[Verse 4]
And Betty Boo's quite irritated
You're terminated
My mind's made up, can't be persuaded
It lacks a certain punch, that certain edge
Betty Boo's the best thing since sliced bread
I've had enough, yes, I wanna cuss
So take your crusty beats with you
And dust, 'cause lately you ain't been up to scratch
And I can't dance for that
[Verse 5]
I can't dance to the music you're playing
Stop, think it over and rewrite your tune
I can't dance to the music you're playing
You better get yourself together, you better do it soon
[Verse 6]
(Boogie)
Came to your door, said you were busy
You had a visit from your aunt Lizzy
So what we did
Was we postponed our dope beat session
Till she'd flown home
So I thought I'd practice all by myself
But realized I'd left my lyric file on your shelf
I couldn't believe at what I found
Saw you and aunt Lizzy gettin' on down
[Verse 7]
You can't imagine at what I saw
It wasn't aunt Lizzy, but a cheap dumb broad
That was the last straw, wouldn't take no more
Walked out the door, what would I stay for?
He lied but never tried
More interested in a bit on the side
But never mind, I got better things to do
So all my best wishes, from Betty Boo
[Verse 8]
I can't dance to the music you're playing
Stop, think it over and rewrite your tune
I can't dance to the music you're playing
You better get yourself together, you better do it soon
I can't dance to the music you're playing
Stop, think it over and rewrite your tune
I can't dance to the music you're playing
You better get yourself together, you better do it soon
I can't dance to that
Written by: Alison Clarkson, Debbie Dean, Deke Richards, Manda Glanfield, Paul Carter, Richard Walmsley