Lyrics:
control. We seem to
have some unaccounted-for extra weight on board
However, our computers indicate we are go
So prepare to be blasted out of your gourd
10 9
Lean front control it girl
Wine up control it girl
Lean back control it girl
Wine down control it girl
Move your waist now go down low
Crank it up
Come on, shake your body, baby, do that conga
Know you can't control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don't you
Find a comfortable position either seated or lying down. Settle in, sink down, let control over your body go. Relax. If it feels right, close your
'Til they lose control
They lose control (just lose it)
They lose control all over (just lose it)
'Til they lose control (just lose it)
They lose
let your body get out of control
Control it (2x)
Move up your waistline and never loose guard
Control it (2x)
Baby make your body do the talking for me
body carry weight
Girl your body carry
Bring it down to the base
I like the way you dey roll it
I wanna control it
Tonight girl you can hold it
If
Mission Control at Mablethorpe TEN
Good ship Herpes on the launching pad NINE
Some syrup of figs from m' Grandma EIGHT
An' trouser-clips from m'
life-threatening activities
Monitors display the enormous living thing
Horror engulfs the minds of the scientists
The control room delayed their destiny
Some of them
of lyrical giants
Turnin mothafuckaz like you to microscopic particles
To hype, to stop it the modules on cruise control
Ride out on these niggas-bitches-ho's
Music make you lose control, music make you lose control
Let's go, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Here we go now, here we go now, here we go now,
Music make you lose control, music make you lose control
Let's go, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Here we go now, here we go now, here we go now,
take part
And you've got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels
Upon the levers, upon all the apparatus
And you've got to make it stop
take part
And you've got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels
Upon the levers, upon all the apparatus
And you've got to make it stop
see real or is it not
Pain's excruciating and you are horrified
By your own thoughts that become suddenly alive
Electroshocks turning all modules
approaching space
weight, weight, weight, weightless
feel my body rise out from my seat
the sensation of flight
release the belts and float away
to encompass
Lean front control it girl
Wine up control it girl
Lean back control it girl
Wine down control it girl
Move your waist now go down low
Crank it up
Right by a sattelite... we went
Out of control
A hundred feet... in front of me
Back up we go
A weeks like a time spent..leaving it alone
Ya can't
baby
Show me your soul
You really got me going all out of control yes
I wanna see ya
I wanna see ya
I wanna see you you you you yeah
Not just your body
son
Keep them speakers boomin' body movin' Wild Child has proven
Causin' mad paranoia like them kids Nice 'N' Smooth and
When I flip flop
safe and sound
Chauffeur in the FRONT just to drive the Lexus all around
Give ya, give ya, give ya body a ride, nice and warm inside
Come to the Dirt
Abena dey come
Abena dey go
Abena turn around
Abena control
Abena dey come
Abena dey go
Abena turn around
Abena control
Abena dey come
Abena dey go
Travel all the way down to your leg
Ayo, it's Hell on Earth
Whose necks are gonna be first?
The projects is front line
And the enemy is one-time
I
body) my body
(My body, your body) yeah yeah
(My body, your body)
Oh lil' mama
Control it, don't fold, lil' mama
Oh lil' mama
Control it, don't
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