We Rubbin'

Baha Men

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    The week is done gonna treat it like a holiday
    Grab the fellas hit it fast on the highway
    Song is bumpin' in the car get the dance on
    Lookin' for a dance club, gotta get my sound
    Hit this spot where the beat is feeling kinda right
    Shake it up shake it down, move it left and right
    Now you're doin' it movin' it to the beat you and me
    All n-i-g-h-t
    Let the rhythm take control
    You can do it, nothing to it
    Now you know you grooving when you
    Put your hands way up high (we rubbin')
    And wave them from side to side (we rubbin')
    Put your hands on your hips (we rubbin')
    And shake shake shake, we rubbin'
    Put your hands way up high (we rubbin')
    And wave them from side to side (we rubbin')
    Put your hands on your hips (we rubbin')
    And shake shake shake, we rubbin'
    I feel it, i know you feel it too.
    And if your doin' it right let me hear you say, oooh.
    Don't stop, hit it, get it, hop hop, hit it hit it,
    Get up on your feet and get rubbin'
    Make sure the dj puts rubbin' on
    And everybody in the house just sing along
    And if you didn't bring a friend make a new one
    Just start the rubbin' it's a lot of fun
    Let the rhythm take control
    You can do it, nothing to it
    Now you know you grooving when you
    Put your hands way up high (we rubbin')
    And wave them from side to side (we rubbin')
    Put your hands on your hips (we rubbin')
    And shake shake shake, we rubbin'
    Put your hands way up high (we rubbin')
    Wave them from side to side (we rubbin')
    Put your hands on your hips (we rubbin')
    And shake shake shake
    When the body is dead, we got to get it jumpin'-acap

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    Song details

    Composition: Rick Carey, Omerit Hield, Michael Nielsen, and Josh Debear

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