Turn it up! Somebody save me so you've been sitting in this sitting, I know. Too many troubles on these slumbers got you losing control. You're like a drug to me, love to read my sugar and go. I want to cut like every good, not get a heart, but to hold, cause you don't even know. I can make a head scrap. Somebody save me so you've been sitting in this sitting, I know. Too many troubles on these slumbers got you losing control. You're like a drug to me, love to read my sugar and go. I want you sex in your official right there, hold on you close. Ha ha ha, you don't even know. I can make a head scrap. Never enough when the stars come out. Am I the only limit so low, round? Me too, but if you can hold me down, cause I'm in need, it's something good right now. We could be screaming, talking, starting sounds. Am I the way, quickie, to all this sound? Get all my needs and say your prayer, James Brown. But I can make your hands clap, clap, clap, clap, clap. God, I can make your hands clap. Turn it up, my flesh is searching for the worst and the best. Don't ever deny. Microstradio can be dangerous. On your wrong and your right, secrets on, Broadway, to the freeway you are keeper of crimes. Turn your confession great so rough, get on this sweeten your mind. Ha ha ha, you don't. Even though I can make a head scrap. Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap. Never enough when the stars come out. Am I the only limit so low, round? Me too, but if you can hold me down, cause I'm in need, it's something good right now. We could be screaming, talking, starting sounds. Am I the way, quickie, to all these sounds? Get all my needs and say your prayer, James Brown. But I can make your hands clap. Oh yeah, oh yeah, that I can make your hands clap. So can I get on hand clap? Never thought this song gave me very much. I close it to it over and over and over. It is that fun to listen to, trust me.