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White on the Screen Video (MV)




Performed By: Major Niño
Length: 3:00
Written by: Arunesh Ghosh, Major Capers




Major Niño - White on the Screen Lyrics




Clap your hands everybody, everybody just clap your hands
Pull up to the party, drink in my cup
If you got the loud, roll it up
Fellas on the right, ladies on the left
If you ain't here to ball, then your ass got to step

Weatherman so, what's the forecast yo
Don't give me that snow, if it's stepped on though
Radar is white on the screen, but I'm so squeaky clean
So fresh and so clean clean, so fresh and so clean, clean, clean
Yeah you know what I mean? I'm so squeaky clean
So fresh and so clean clean, so fresh and so clean, clean, clean

Stepped out the Navigator in black gators
Hit the bar and spent up all of my paper
Dripped in jewels, all gold and bright
Am I the flyest, shoor you right

Got shades on in the black of night even a blind man can see they shakin ass tonight
Got my glass poured up to the brim it's light
Baby I ain't tryin to spend the night

Fool if you ain't sippin' what I'm sippin' you ain't livin right
You broke and trying to party get your business tight
Might hit the Virgin Islands on a business flight
If you can't see me get your vision right

But back to the lecture at hand
You skipped that that shit so y'all don't understand man
Y'all can't hang with your man damn
Too focused on me you better pan, fam

So raise your cup up high and say eyo
So raise your cup up high and say eyo
The beat make your brain feel like Jello
So raise your cup up high and say eyo
So raise your cup up high and say eyo
The beat make your brain feel like Jello

Funk on your head
Funk on your head
Funk on your head
Funk on your head
Funk on your head
Funk on your head
Funk on your head
Funk on your head

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Clap your hands everybody, everybody just clap your hands
Pull up to the party, drink in my cup
If you got the loud, roll it up
Fellas on the right, ladies on the left
If you ain't here to ball, then your ass got to step

Weatherman so, what's the forecast yo
Don't give me that snow, if it's stepped on though
Radar is white on the screen, but I'm so squeaky clean
So fresh and so clean clean, so fresh and so clean, clean, clean
Yeah you know what I mean? I'm so squeaky clean
So fresh and so clean clean, so fresh and so clean, clean, clean

Stepped out the Navigator in black gators
Hit the bar and spent up all of my paper
Dripped in jewels, all gold and bright
Am I the flyest, shoor you right

Got shades on in the black of night even a blind man can see they shakin ass tonight
Got my glass poured up to the brim it's light
Baby I ain't tryin to spend the night

Fool if you ain't sippin' what I'm sippin' you ain't livin right
You broke and trying to party get your business tight
Might hit the Virgin Islands on a business flight
If you can't see me get your vision right

But back to the lecture at hand
You skipped that that shit so y'all don't understand man
Y'all can't hang with your man damn
Too focused on me you better pan, fam

So raise your cup up high and say eyo
So raise your cup up high and say eyo
The beat make your brain feel like Jello
So raise your cup up high and say eyo
So raise your cup up high and say eyo
The beat make your brain feel like Jello

Funk on your head
Funk on your head
Funk on your head
Funk on your head
Funk on your head
Funk on your head
Funk on your head
Funk on your head

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Writer: Arunesh Ghosh, Major Capers
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