Make it stop. Make it pop. Make it drop at the top. Make the cheese like Andy Reid. Not like me. You know what I mean. Motion. And all the commotion. Motion. Put on some lotion. Swing to trees. Or be the bees. But not me. Motion. I see it now. The rap song in a perfection. And can you show me how, someone would say. Shut up on the excuses. I’m threw with all the abuses. I’m now goin’ to the conclusions. Yeah. Motion. And all the commotion. Motion. Put on the lotion. Swing to trees. Or be the bees. But not me. Motion. It’s all in my head. Even when I’m in bed. I can call ya Eddy Earl, and I won’t get a referral. Motion. And all the commotion. Help me! Motion. Put on some lotion. Swing to trees. Yeah. Or be with be bees. It doesn’t matter to me. Yeah. Motion. So help me!