Verse 1A:
Scenie babies
Throwback 'cedes

Bleach-blonde hair and your neon shadies
Skinny jeans
Know what I mean

Roll the red carpet out the limousine

Verse 1B:

I see sad people
I see mad people
Stone-cold face

Looking like they bad people
I see hot people
I see not people

Everybody movin' like they ain't got a job people

Chorus:

Hey, yo, tank top
Make that tail drop
Hey, yo, tank top

Make that tail drop
Hey, yo, tank top
Make that tail drop

Make, make that tail drop
Make, make that tail drop


Verse 2A:
What's the matter
Copy-catter

If the club's too cold go on and put your swagger on
Go on go on go go on and put your swagger on
Go on go go put your swagger on


Verse 2B:
I see rad people

Leather clad people
I'm still mad at my deadbeat dad people
I see hot people

I see not people
Everybody movin' liket hey ain't got a job people


Chorus

Bridge:

I see hot people
Put your s, s, s swagger on
Go on go on go on, I see hot people

Go on go on put your, put your swagger on

To the lovers, the haters, please congratulate us

You got to get educated 'bout the 808'ers
I sent the boom-shaka-laka shaka-laka to your house
Don't let it smack ya in yo swagga-lackin' mouth


I fly non-stop, first class
You in coach, you in da back

You go slow, I go fast
You shut down while I go blast
Neeerrr, right past ya

Ya lookin' like anotha disasta
Just face it, you wasted
Kickin' up dust, you taste it


Chorus (x3)