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Next Level Video (MV)




Performed By: Fabian Muzik
Length: 3:39
Written by: Fabian Hernandez




Fabian Muzik - Next Level Lyrics
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I got so many chicks and cristal bottles, flew 'em in all the way from Miami
Straight Kane, Mr. Muzik it's happenin, off in the club bout to get it crackin
First I just wanna hit & we can be cool, hit & get it not tryna be your beau
Shake your booty till I just can't stand it, in the VIP gettin brain bandit
Big faces for the after party, hot mommies and they full of Bacardi
Hatas step ya game up, it's going down all you players do it up

Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up

Roll out the red carpet, break out the champagne
Riskin a whole lotta looks cause I'm brick layin
Few stallions like mustangs, trust Kane
Goin move fast like a mustang just came
From Miami now I'm back in the T
In the back of the V-I-P, B-I-G
E'ry trip Straight Kane, Mr. Muzik
Two lips stuck to the hips don't confuse it
Shake mah, go head shake, till you break somethin
Money ain't a thing we playin with Ben Franklins
Couple Oz's of uh, club stankin
If I don't take her home you might be the replacement
Eh yo, I wonder how far she'll go, pull it out, sew it up, sho
Dog like Snoop, my hand is official
Gangstas don't dance we groove, next level Fabe

Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up

Everybody on the left, on the left (Putcha hands up)
Everybody on the right, on the right (Putcha hands up)
Everybody in the back, in the back (Putcha hands up)
Prepare to take flight, take it to the next level
Everybody on the left, on the left (Putcha hands up)
Everybody on the right, on the right (Putcha hands up)
Everybody in the back, in the back (Putcha hands up)
Prepare to take flight, take it to the next level

Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
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I got so many chicks and cristal bottles, flew 'em in all the way from Miami
Straight Kane, Mr. Muzik it's happenin, off in the club bout to get it crackin
First I just wanna hit & we can be cool, hit & get it not tryna be your beau
Shake your booty till I just can't stand it, in the VIP gettin brain bandit
Big faces for the after party, hot mommies and they full of Bacardi
Hatas step ya game up, it's going down all you players do it up

Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up

Roll out the red carpet, break out the champagne
Riskin a whole lotta looks cause I'm brick layin
Few stallions like mustangs, trust Kane
Goin move fast like a mustang just came
From Miami now I'm back in the T
In the back of the V-I-P, B-I-G
E'ry trip Straight Kane, Mr. Muzik
Two lips stuck to the hips don't confuse it
Shake mah, go head shake, till you break somethin
Money ain't a thing we playin with Ben Franklins
Couple Oz's of uh, club stankin
If I don't take her home you might be the replacement
Eh yo, I wonder how far she'll go, pull it out, sew it up, sho
Dog like Snoop, my hand is official
Gangstas don't dance we groove, next level Fabe

Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up

Everybody on the left, on the left (Putcha hands up)
Everybody on the right, on the right (Putcha hands up)
Everybody in the back, in the back (Putcha hands up)
Prepare to take flight, take it to the next level
Everybody on the left, on the left (Putcha hands up)
Everybody on the right, on the right (Putcha hands up)
Everybody in the back, in the back (Putcha hands up)
Prepare to take flight, take it to the next level

Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Everybody in the club take it to the next level, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
Get loose mommy shake that jello, everybody juss, putcha hands up, putcha hands up
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Writer: Fabian Hernandez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Hitsquad, 1nc.

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