It's Alright Lyrics by Sean Garrett
Na na, na, na it’s that fire
Beyonce yummy
Na na, na, na it’s that fire
Beyonce yummy
Na na, na, na it’s that fire
Beyonce yummy
Na na, na, na it’s that fire
Boys and girls, listen up
Summer … heating up
Dance floor sweating like a wife beater
But they ain’t seen nothing cause they ain’t seen her
Hey all, meet Sasha, she’s the one y’all might have to watch out
All night, hot light, screaming down … like a … in the hand of a math teacher
But don’t let the rhythm beat ya
Life like the sound coming out the speaker
It’s all about the speaker, ain’t about what you hear
And if you dancing to the music, then you gotta keep up
Hey sweetie, you gonna have to speak up
I can’t let the haters see me, so I creep up
The capacity’s full then we can’t see each other
So you gotta be …
It’s alright, to get up, all your troubles let them go
It’s alright, to love yourself no matter what they have to say
It’s alright, it’s alright
It’s alright, … let them all
It’s alright, let them go …
Hear them call, they don’t know you anyways
…
It’s alright, to get up, all your troubles let them go
It’s alright, to love yourself no matter what they have to say…
It’s alright, it’s alright
It’s alright, to get up, all your troubles let them go
It’s alright, to love yourself no matter what they have to say…
It’s alright, it’s alright
It’s alright, to get up, all your troubles let them go
It’s alright, to love yourself no matter what they have to say…
It’s alright, it’s alright
It’s alright, … let them all
It’s alright, let them go …
Hear them call, they don’t know you anyways
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