Lyrics

B-Boys, fly girls, throw your hands in the air Ah yeah, like you just don't care B-Boys, fly girls, throw your hands in the air Ah yeah, like you just don't care B-Boys, fly girls, throw your hands in the air Ah yeah, like you just don't care Old school sounds, gun down blastin' All the homies in the house, you know they be maxin' Coolin' out with style like back in the days Representing the skills, putting suckers in their place Funky fresh, I'm with the most finest DJ got a record so you could impress All the fly girls, yeah, the sexy ladies See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later B-Boys, fly girls, throw your hands in the air Ah yeah, like you just don't care B-Boys, fly girls, throw your hands in the air Ah yeah, like you just don't care B-Boys, fly girls, throw your hands in the air Ah yeah, like you just don't care B-Boys, fly girls, throw your hands in the air Ah yeah, like you just don't care Two turntables and a microphone That's all we need to rock on the show Bam bam bam, are you ready for yes yes yalling Get your funky ass up, this is the last calling Funky fresh, I'm with the most finest DJ got a record so you could impress All the fly girls, yeah, the sexy ladies See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later B-Boys, fly girls, throw your hands in the air Ah yeah, like you just don't care B-Boys, fly girls, throw your hands in the air Ah yeah, like you just don't care B-Boys, fly girls, throw your hands in the air Ah yeah, like you just don't care B-Boys, fly girls, throw your hands in the air Ah yeah, like you just don't care