Bombfunk Mc's - B-boys & Fly-girls lyrics

B-boys, fly-girls, throw your hands in the air,

Uh yeah, like you just don't care...

Old school sounds come down blasting

All the homies in the house, you know baby maxing

Holy love, free style, like back in the days

Representing the skills, putting suckers in the place

Funky fress, are we the most finest?

DJ got a record so you could impress

All the fly girls yet the sexy ladies,

It ain't no doubt about what's happening later

B-boys, fly-girls, throw your hands in the air,

Uh yeah, like you just don't care...

Two turn tables and a microphone,

That's all we need to rock on the show

Bam bam bam, are you ready? For yes yes, you're all in

Get your funky ass up, this is the last going

Funky fress, are we the most finest?

DJ got a record so you could impress

All the fly girls yet the sexy ladies,

It ain't no doubt about what's happening later

B-boys, fly-girls, throw your hands in the air,

Uh yeah, like you just don't care...