It's Fuse

Fatman Scoop

Ayyyy

Jillionaire

Aaayyyyay

O-D-G

Oh my momma told me
Murder them it's hunting time
Ay my momma told me
Go for it, it's hunting time
Then my poppa told me
Kill 'em all it's hunting time

Everybody now aim
Let's go

Girl, you move like an animal
Way you moving is so wild
Say nobody can handle you
I'll show you how it goes down (oh)
And I just wanna take you home
Hear my gun as it goes pow
I'll be putting your lights out yeah

And nobody can move the way you do (let's go)
Nobody can love you like I do

Till the sunrise

Till the what, till the what
Till the what, till the what

Till the sunrise

Till the what, till the what
Till the what, till the what

Till the sunrise
Till the sunrise

I see blood on the dance floor
As I'm watching you go wild
I'll be hitting you once more
I wanna see you go down
And we coming with guns blazing
'Cause we turning up so loud
I'll be putting your lights out yeah

And nobody can move the way you do
Nobody can love you like I do
And nobody can move the way you do (let's go)
Nobody can love you like I do

Till the sunrise

Till the what, till the what
Till the what, till the what

Till the sunrise

Till the what, till the what
Till the what, till the what

Till the sunrise

Till the sunrise
Till the sunrise

Pull 'em up, pull 'em up, pull 'em up

Put them out to the sunrise
And the start of the sunrise
Put them out to the sunrise
And the start of the sunrise
Put them out to the sunrise
And the start of the sunrise
Put them out to the sunrise
Pull 'em up, pull 'em up, pull 'em up

Till the sunrise
Till the sunrise
Till the sunrise

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Writer(s): CHRIS HESKETH, CHRISTOPHER LEACOCK, GUY KATSAV, ISAAC FREEMAN, NANA RICHARD ABIONA, ROB HALLET