Thomas/4 The 2000s (by Todrick Hall)

Cast

 * Thomas as Todrick Hall

Lyrics
Thomas: Let's get it started Let's get it started in here Let's get it started Let's get it started in here

Get this party started on a Saturday night Everybody's waiting for me to arrive (I'm coming up you better)

Come on over, come on over baby Come on over, come on over baby

Oops I did it again I played with your heart, got lost in the game Bye bye bye

All the women, who are independent Throw your hands up at me Baby boy you stay on my mind It's gonna be my

Loosen it up my buttons babe But you keep fronting It's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you? I don't know but I'm thinking 'bout, really leaving with you

She had dumps like a truck, truck, truck Thighs like what, what, what All night long Let me see that thong (My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard and they're like) ("It's better than yours") Baby (Damn right it's better than yours) That thong th-thong thong thong

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed Creepin' with the girl next door How could I forget that I had Given her an extra key? All this time she was standing there She never took her eyes off me

She give me money (I ain't saying she a gold digger) When I'm in need (Get your freak on, get your freak on) (Wasn't me) I can tell you're lying 'Cause when you're replying (It wasn't me) Stutter, stutter Stutter, stutter

Blank stares at blank pages No easy way to say this You mean well, but you make this hard on me

But since you've been gone (I kissed a girl and I liked it) I can't breathe for the first time I'm not gonna write you a love song Yeah yeah Thanks to you, now I get I get what I want

(You belong with me) I just can't get you out of my head (You belong with me) We belong together And just maybe, you belong with me You belong with me

We in the car We ride slow We doin' things that the girls don't do You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub All my girls in the rainbow Cadillacs, yeah We show stoppin' We show, show stop Just dance (show stoppin') We show, show Please don't stop the music Mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel, yeah

Tick-tock on the clock DJ, blow my speakers up Tonight, we gon' fight Don't you know that you're toxic

Now watch me you (Crank dat, Soulja Boy) You (Crank dat, Soulja Boy) L-let me know wh what's your fan-ta-ta-sy

When I grow up I wanna be famous I wanna be a star I wanna be in movies When I grow up I wanna see the world Drive nice cars I wanna have boobies

Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me? Damaged My heart is damaged I'm stuck on you

You got it you got it bad When you're on the phone Hang up and you call right back Cry me a river (Cry me, cry me) Cry me a river, uh, yeah

Making my way downtown Walking fast Faces past And I'm homebound And I need you And I miss you And now I wonder

So tell me, did Venus blow your mind? Was it everything you wanted to find? And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there? (Nah nah nah nah nah) Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air (Nah nah nah nah nah nah) Can't live, can't breathe with no air (Nah naahhh) That's how I feel whenever you ain't there There's no air, no air

No one, no one, no one (Keep bleeding, keep, keep bleeding love)

She's so lucky She's a star But some people wait a lifetime For a moment like this

I've tried so hard And got so far But in the end it doesn't even matter

(Muh muh muh muh) My my my poker face My my poker face

Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir Now everybody in the club gettin' tipsy (Everybody in the club gettin' tipsy) Yeah, yeah Shorty got down low said, "Come and get me" Sorry Miss Jackson (ooh) I am for real

Time is waiting (Hey!) 'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl No hesitating Ha! My goodies, not my goodies I'll take you to the candy shop (my humps) I'm bringing sexy back (my lovely lady lumps, check it out) Tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock