H.I.M. (His Infernal Majesty)

H.I.M. (His Infernal Majesty) - Take My Breath Away lyrics

(feat. Crooklyn Clan)

Yeah, Yeah Bass Drop! Oh!Oh!Oh!Oh!Oh!Oh!

You gotta hundred dollar bill put ya hands up!

You gotta fifty dollar bill put ya hands up!

You gotta twenty dollar bill put ya hands up!

You gotta ten dollar bill put ya hands up!

Single ladies! I can't hear y'all! Single ladies, make noise!

Single ladies! I can't hear y'all! Single ladies! Make noise!

All the chicken heads, be quiet!

All the chicken heads, be quiet!

All the chicken heads, be quiet (Quiet)!

Yeah baby, Fatman Scoop, Faith Evans sing along! C'mon!

I never knew there was a love like this before.

(All the good lookin women sing along - i cant hear ya!)

Never had someone to show me your love. Love like this before.

What's your zodiac sign? (What, What?)

What's your zodiac sign? (I can't hear y'all!)

What's your zodiac sign? (Yeah, whooohoo!)

If you got more hair get ya hands up!

If ya got short hair make noise!

If ya got more hair get ya hands up!

If ya got short hair make noise!

If ya got more hair on ya head (ladies!)

If ya got more hair on ya head.

If ya got long hair on ya head,

From your ear to your sleeve even if you gotta weave!

Can i get a Whoo Whoo, Can i get a WhooWhoo,

Can i get a Whoo Whoo? Oh!Oh! Can I get a WhooWhoo,

Can i get a Whoo Whoo, Can i get a Whoo Whoo? Oh!Oh!

To all my niggaz who hit it from the back,

Who wanna have sex with no strings attached!

Can I get A What What, Can i get a WhatWhat,

Can I get a What What? Oh!Oh! Can i get a WhatWhat?

Can i get a What What, Can i get a WhatWhat? Oh!Oh!

Engine,engine number 9, on the NewYork transit line,

If my train goes off the track, pick it up, pick it up,

Pick it up-Back on the scene, Crispy and clean,

You can try but then why, cause ya can't intervine!

We be the outcasts, Down for the settle, one play rock,

One play the pebble. open the door,

Ya best belive were slidin through it swiftly.

We can make it Roll with all cuz they roll with me,

Doo Da Dippidy!

So now i dwell just ta say your plainer,

Hold the cup cuz i got the container,

Pass the plate up, cross the fate up,

Black sheep ya play like the Sony, Never the traiter,

Party, And you can get a scoop, lata!

Lets Go Lets Go Lets Go Lets Go!

Who Fuckin Tonight? Who Fuckin tonight?

Who Fuckin Tonight? Oh!Oh! Who Fuckin tonight?

Who fuckin Tonight? Who Fuckin Tonight? Oh!Oh!

Stop Playin, Keep It Movin! Stop playin, keep it movin!

Stop playin, keep it movin! Keep movin movin movin movin!

Hey sing along! Hey!Ho!Hey!Ho!Hey!ho!Hey!ho!

(Ladies! (Hey) Fellas! (Ho) Ladies! (hey) Fellas! (Ho) Ladies!)

Hey!Ho!Hey!Ho!Hey!Ho! cmon cmon cmon! Sing along everybody now!

[Faith Evans Chorus:] I Never Knew there was a...

All The ladies if your in here,i need to hear y'all!

(Never Had Someone..)

[Ad libs]

Gi girlfriend, its your birthday!

[repeat x3]

Oh!Oh!Oh!Oh!

Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan!

[repeat x 2]

Crooklyn Clan, crooklyn Clan, crooklyn Clan

Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan

[repeat x 2]

Crooklyn Clan, Crooklyn Clan, Crooklyn Clan!

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, Big Shot! Oh!oh!oh!Oh!

You Gotta Rock! Oh!Oh!Oh!

[Repeat]

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Big Shot!

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