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New Beat Fund
New Beat Fund

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Tonart: A major
Verse 1
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Everybody get up,
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everybody get down now
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Can you hear me?
Fuck your shit up,
can't break the sound now
Let the kick drum beat you
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to the ground now
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And turn around and tell them what you
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found out
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Liquor store shits, no Ray -Bans
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Broken frames got me looking
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like a Raiders fan
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Hear us on your street,
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you know you want it
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Track so hard, make a megaphone vomit
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Hey, we ain't got no money
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But hey, our kicks aren't for free
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All of our worries are out
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with the breeze
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Cause we got the fun to the new beat
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Everybody get up,
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everybody get down now
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Can you hear me?
Break your shit up
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Can't break the sound now
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Let the guitar beat get to the ground now
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And turn around and tell them
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what you found out
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Everybody get up,
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everybody get down now
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Can you hear me?
Break your shit up
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Can't break the sound now
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What we got gon' make your heart pound,
pound
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And turn around and tell
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them what you found out
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Everybody get up
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Everybody get up
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Never gave a damn about prom king
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Always in the parking lot
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blowing smoke rings
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We tried flirting with Lady Luck
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But still we ride with the caddy on the truck
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So, hey, we ain't got no money
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But hey, our kicks are for free
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All of our worries are out
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with the breeze
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Cause we got the front to the
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new beat
Everybody get up
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Everybody get down now
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Can you hear me?
Break your shit up
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Can't break the sound now
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Let the control beat you
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to the ground now
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And turn around and tell them
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what you found out
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Everybody get up!
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Everybody get down now
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Can 't you hear me put your shit up?
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Can't break the sound now
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What we got gon' make your heart pound,
pound
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And turn around and tell them
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what you found out
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Everybody get up!
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Everybody get up!
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We shimmy shimmy to the
sounds of the timmy
We shimmy shimmy to the
sounds of the chilly
We shimmy shimmy to the
sounds of the shitty
Come on foxy lady, got me feeling all crazy
We shimmy shimmy to the
sounds of the timmy
We shimmy shimmy to the
sounds of the chilly
We shimmy shimmy to the
sounds of the shitty
So come on foxy lady,
got me feeling all crazy
We shimmy, shimmy
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to the sounds of the chimney
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We shimmy, shimmy
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to the sounds of the chimney
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We shimmy, shimmy
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to the sounds of the shimmy
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So come on, fuck some music,
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got me feeling all crazy
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Everybody get up
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Everybody get up
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Everybody get up
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Everybody get up

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