Makes Me Wanna Sing by Dana Dane Lyrics
[Intro]
Let's go, ugh
Uh-oh, Uh-oh
Do you like this flow?
How you know?
It does sound kind of spring though
It makes me want to *sing*!
Oh, no
Well I think we (woo!) better get some professionals
Like The Invincibles?
Uh-huh, Uh-huh
But they're producers, man
If they can, I know the group Four Play can
Oh, ho!
[Chorus]
Makes me wanna sing. Makes me wanna shout
I don't wanna stop, 'cause I'm all about
Making people dance. I'm the party man
Freaking ladies out, let our bodies slam
[Verse 1]
It's just a mood that I get in
When I'm with my boys and we're headin'
To a party, a jam, or a movie flick
Going to get a bit to eat - skeezin'
Well, it doеsn't matter where I'm goin'
As long as The Dane is flowin'
Like a hurricane that's blowin'
Stevie-O (what?), let me know when...
I can get lose on the party [?]
Shake, rattle, roll rhythm that will hold them
Down to the floor, trapped in my fort
Or something of that sort
[Chorus]
Makes me wanna sing. Makes me wanna shout
I don't wanna stop, 'cause I'm all about
Making people dance. I'm the party man
Freaking ladies out, let our bodies slam
[Verse 2]
Holy-moly! Baby let me guard you like a goalie
Take you to my house and you can hold me
As we cuddle and listen to some oldies
Ah yeah, ah yeah, that's it
I'm Dane Dane With Fame, yeah the all time classic
To Romeos and Casanovas
Suckers on the dance floor, please move over
For me 'cause I'm about to freak, as
DJ Clark Kent cuts in through your speaker
*uh uh*
Ah, thanks for the break!
I'm gonna keep you flowing, steady like a lake
Making sure that everybody is having a ball
The fellas in the back freaking the girls against the wall
I'm kicking to this girl wearing tight overalls
Her man started beef and so I dropped him like a free fall
And off I go (where to?) you know! (woopie)
Come y'all, let's start the show
[Chorus]
Makes me wanna sing. Makes me wanna shout
I don't wanna stop, 'cause I'm all about
Making people dance. I'm your party man
Freaking ladies out, let our bodies slam
I can't stop (I can't)
I don't wanna quit (I don't wanna)
Let your body rock to The Dane
(I wanna rock you all night long)
I can't stop (no, no)
I don't wanna quit (no, no, no)
Let your body rock (no, no)
Don't think
[Interlude]
Hurby: Yeah, I just love it. Check out that harmony, Dane
Dana: Yo Hurb, I still think you should let me sing!
Hurby: Come on Dane, man. Don't even try it. Don't sing on this record, man
Dana: A'ight
We're gonna drop it on the one
What about the two?
Kick it on the three
Can I get a four? (get raw)
[Verse 3]
I can't help but to do that
And if you'll think I'm [?]
Just that's blew that lip up
Man you better hip up
Don't slack, slip up
'Cause no one's gonna be around to pick up
The pieces
Y'all know who the chief is
Dropping three and four top ten releases
Nightmares, Cinderfella, and Delancey Street
It doesn't matter
'Cause no songs are phatter
[Chorus]
Makes me wanna sing. Makes me wanna shout
I don't wanna stop, 'cause I'm all about
Making people dance. I'm your party man
Freaking ladies out, let our bodies slam
Makes me wanna sing
[Dana sings]: Oh, we wanna sing
Hurby: Dana man, What are you doing?!
I don't wanna stop
[Dana sings]: I don't (whadda?) wanna stop
Hurby: What are you doing, Dana?
[Dana sings]: singing, oh
Hurby: Why are you singing on this record, man?
[Dana sings]: I'm gonna do what I wanna do
Hurby: Ah man, Dana, chill! You can't be singing on this
Dana: Ah yeah, how you all like that?
Hurby: They don't like it
*Dana keeps singing*
Hurby: Stop singing on the record
Hurby: Dana, chill. Look, you gotta quit man
Hurby: Dane, you're messing up the record
Hurby: Yo, I'm sorry, yo, but I can't get this boy to stop singing
Dana: Yo, you ain't got nothin' on me
Dana: I am the Overlord Dana
Hurby: Chiiiiill
Makes me wanna sing. Makes me wanna shout
I don't wanna stop, 'cause I'm all about
Making people dance. I'm your party man
Freaking ladies out, let our bodies slam
Makes me wanna sing. Makes me wanna shout
I don't wanna stop, 'cause I'm all about
Making people dance. I'm the party man
Freaking ladies out, let our bodies slam
Let's go, ugh
Uh-oh, Uh-oh
Do you like this flow?
How you know?
It does sound kind of spring though
It makes me want to *sing*!
Oh, no
Well I think we (woo!) better get some professionals
Like The Invincibles?
Uh-huh, Uh-huh
But they're producers, man
If they can, I know the group Four Play can
Oh, ho!
[Chorus]
Makes me wanna sing. Makes me wanna shout
I don't wanna stop, 'cause I'm all about
Making people dance. I'm the party man
Freaking ladies out, let our bodies slam
[Verse 1]
It's just a mood that I get in
When I'm with my boys and we're headin'
To a party, a jam, or a movie flick
Going to get a bit to eat - skeezin'
Well, it doеsn't matter where I'm goin'
As long as The Dane is flowin'
Like a hurricane that's blowin'
Stevie-O (what?), let me know when...
I can get lose on the party [?]
Shake, rattle, roll rhythm that will hold them
Down to the floor, trapped in my fort
Or something of that sort
[Chorus]
Makes me wanna sing. Makes me wanna shout
I don't wanna stop, 'cause I'm all about
Making people dance. I'm the party man
Freaking ladies out, let our bodies slam
[Verse 2]
Holy-moly! Baby let me guard you like a goalie
Take you to my house and you can hold me
As we cuddle and listen to some oldies
Ah yeah, ah yeah, that's it
I'm Dane Dane With Fame, yeah the all time classic
To Romeos and Casanovas
Suckers on the dance floor, please move over
For me 'cause I'm about to freak, as
DJ Clark Kent cuts in through your speaker
*uh uh*
Ah, thanks for the break!
I'm gonna keep you flowing, steady like a lake
Making sure that everybody is having a ball
The fellas in the back freaking the girls against the wall
I'm kicking to this girl wearing tight overalls
Her man started beef and so I dropped him like a free fall
And off I go (where to?) you know! (woopie)
Come y'all, let's start the show
[Chorus]
Makes me wanna sing. Makes me wanna shout
I don't wanna stop, 'cause I'm all about
Making people dance. I'm your party man
Freaking ladies out, let our bodies slam
I can't stop (I can't)
I don't wanna quit (I don't wanna)
Let your body rock to The Dane
(I wanna rock you all night long)
I can't stop (no, no)
I don't wanna quit (no, no, no)
Let your body rock (no, no)
Don't think
[Interlude]
Hurby: Yeah, I just love it. Check out that harmony, Dane
Dana: Yo Hurb, I still think you should let me sing!
Hurby: Come on Dane, man. Don't even try it. Don't sing on this record, man
Dana: A'ight
We're gonna drop it on the one
What about the two?
Kick it on the three
Can I get a four? (get raw)
[Verse 3]
I can't help but to do that
And if you'll think I'm [?]
Just that's blew that lip up
Man you better hip up
Don't slack, slip up
'Cause no one's gonna be around to pick up
The pieces
Y'all know who the chief is
Dropping three and four top ten releases
Nightmares, Cinderfella, and Delancey Street
It doesn't matter
'Cause no songs are phatter
[Chorus]
Makes me wanna sing. Makes me wanna shout
I don't wanna stop, 'cause I'm all about
Making people dance. I'm your party man
Freaking ladies out, let our bodies slam
Makes me wanna sing
[Dana sings]: Oh, we wanna sing
Hurby: Dana man, What are you doing?!
I don't wanna stop
[Dana sings]: I don't (whadda?) wanna stop
Hurby: What are you doing, Dana?
[Dana sings]: singing, oh
Hurby: Why are you singing on this record, man?
[Dana sings]: I'm gonna do what I wanna do
Hurby: Ah man, Dana, chill! You can't be singing on this
Dana: Ah yeah, how you all like that?
Hurby: They don't like it
*Dana keeps singing*
Hurby: Stop singing on the record
Hurby: Dana, chill. Look, you gotta quit man
Hurby: Dane, you're messing up the record
Hurby: Yo, I'm sorry, yo, but I can't get this boy to stop singing
Dana: Yo, you ain't got nothin' on me
Dana: I am the Overlord Dana
Hurby: Chiiiiill
Makes me wanna sing. Makes me wanna shout
I don't wanna stop, 'cause I'm all about
Making people dance. I'm your party man
Freaking ladies out, let our bodies slam
Makes me wanna sing. Makes me wanna shout
I don't wanna stop, 'cause I'm all about
Making people dance. I'm the party man
Freaking ladies out, let our bodies slam