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<b>It takes scoop</b> by <i>Fatman Scoop</i><br />C'mon C'mon

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1... 2... 3... Hit it!

Wave ya hands (x10)

Here we go here we go here we go now

Here we go here we go here we go now

Rockin' right now rockin' right now what!

Rockin' right now rockin' right now what!

Fatman scoop break it down c'mon now

Everybody reach.reach to the top

Everybody reach don't stop

Go... go... go... go... go... go... go...

Go boys go girls go boys go girls

Hold up!

It takes two to make a thing go right

(All the fellas in the place sing along)

It takes two to make it outta sight

(All the itty bitty women where you at? c'mon)

It takes two to make a thing go right

(All the fellas in the place sing along)

It takes two to make it outta sight

Hit it!

I wanna rock right now

DJ Kool and I came to get down

Cause I'm internationally known

Fatman Scoop on the microphone

Because I get (What!), we get (What!)

Or we get stupid I mean outrageous

Stay away from me if you're contagious

'Cause I'm the winner, no, I'm not the loser

To be an D.J. is what I choose 'a

Ladies love me, girls adore me

I mean even the ones who never saw me

Like the way that I rhyme at a show

The reason why, I know you know

So let's go, 'cause

It takes two to make a thing go right

(All the fellas in the place sing along)

It takes two to make it outta sight

(All the itty bitty women where you at? c'mon)

It takes two to make a thing go right

(All the fellas in the place sing along)

It takes two to make it outta sight

1...2...3... C'mon now

Ah higher baby

Put them up put them up

Get higher baby

Put them up put them up

Get higher baby

Put them up put them up

Go...go...go...go...go...go...go...

Clap ya hands everybody c'mon y'all

Clap ya hands everybody c'mon y'all

Clap ya hands everybody

Clap ya hands everybody

Clap ya hands everybody

Clap ya hands everybody

Hit it!

You know how we get down

Stop playin about...

Take it off take it off take it off take it off

Take it off take it off take it off take it off

Hit It!

Heh yo dude, I gotta real funky concept

Listen up, 'cause I'm gonna keep you in step

I got an idea

That ya wanna share

You don't like it? You don't like it? You don't like it?

So what, I don't care

I'm number one, the uno, I like comp

Bring all the suckers 'cause all them I'll stomp

Bold and black but I won't protect

All of my followers 'cause all I want is respect

I'm not a doctor, put them in rapture

A slick brother that can easy outfox ya

Cause I'm DJ, last name Kool, yeah

And on the mike, I'm known to act the fool

So let's start, it shouldn't be too hard

I'm not a sucker so I don't need a bodyguard

I won't fess, wear a bulletproof vest

Don't smoke buddha, can't stand sess, yes

It takes two to make a thing go right

(All the fellas in the place sing along)

It takes two to make it outta sight

(All the itty bitty women where you at? c'mon)

It takes two to make a thing go right

(All the fellas in the place sing along)

It takes two to make it outta sight

Hit It!

Right now at the turn of 3

I want everybody in the place

To repeat fatman and me

Here we go c'mon now...

1..2..3 check it out

Fellas..ladies..fellas..ladies..fellas..ladies

C'mon break it down for me now

(Whoa whoa... whoa whoa... whoa whoa..)

DJ wavin' ya hands bring it down

Hit it!

(Jack whoa jack whoa jack whoa...)

(Make some noise in this place man)

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