The Solos were in Miami for a dancing convention. They arrived in an apartment building "Welcome to the Coconut Apartments" greeted one manager, "I'm Zeb and this is, "Hiram"
"At the Coconut Apartments," Hiram replied, "We make sure things are Nutty!"
"We're here for the dancing convention, "The Solo Party" Ben explained.
"Sodon, Sokornie, Sokenheimer" Hiram read, "Yeah, Solo. Apartment C44."
After they unpacked, they heard some loud noises, "There's something screwy about the apartment next door, Dear." Ben said to Lea
"Maybe it's just a dance party," Lea suggested as she covered her mouth, knowing that it triggered Donna.
"I am Groot(Should we check it out.)" Groot asked
"We should" Donna answered as they took off.
"Dancing! Dancing! shouted Animal
"Wait to go, Dear," Ben said to Lea, "You gave Donna more ideas."
"Donna and her crazy ideas." Ben moaned.
At the apartment next door, Donna sees a couple of hip-hop dancers with a DJ, "Hey" shouted their leader, "What brings you here, Cat"
"Keeping it real" Donna answered, "Who are you guys."
"We're The Mob" answered the leader, "Names, "Sean" this is, "Eddy", "DJ Penelope", "tWitch", and my sister, "C-Claire"
"What's with all the ruckus?" Donna asked.
"We're practicing to go into the Dimont Hotel's beach club party," Eddy explained.
"Dimont hotel?" Donna asked.
"Yeah" C-Clarie replied, "We work as waiters there. I just hope we don't screw up like we did yesterday."
Donna didn't know what they meant, "And in other news," the reporter said on TV, "Local dance troupe, "The Mob" shuts down Ocean Drive yesterday after a big dance off."
"Most of our fans are local teenagers who love hip hop." DJ Penelope explained.
"If you want dancing," Donna smiled, "Let me show you how its done, homies."
"Play it DJ Penelope" shouted Sean as Penelope played a Far East Movement song.
I'm gonna live my life
No matter what, we party tonight
I'm gonna li-li-live my life
I know that we gon' be alright
Yo, hell yeah, dirty bass
Ghetto girl, you drive me cray
Hell yeah, dirty bass
Yo, his beat make me go wow
This drink make me fall down
I party hard like carnival let's burn this motha' down
This bass make me go ache (go ache)
This girls circus olay
You're that telly cake with a Cali' shake
I got dough, who's down to fake
Oh my, dirty bass, oh you got it like that, I can work that bad,
Let me get that (get your ass on the floor)
Oh my, dirty bass oh you got that small, I can break that off
Let me get that (get your ass on the floor)
I'm gonna live my life
No matter what, we party tonight
I'm gonna li-li-live my life
I know that we gon' be alright
I'm gonna live my life
No matter what, we party tonight
I'm gonna li-li-live my life
I know that we gon' be alright
Whoa oh, whoa oh,
I know that we gon' be alright
Whoa oh, whoa oh
I know that we gon' be alright
Yo, hell yeah, dirty bass
Ghetto girl, you drive me cray
Hell yeah, dirty bass
The Mob applauded for Donna's hip-hop dancing, "That girl's got some moves."
"I'm in town for a little while for the dancing convention." Donna explained, "Maybe I can explore with you guys."
"No prob kid" tWitch answered.
Ben felt it in the force that she's going with some strangers, "Now, now Ben" Lea said to her husband, "Donna just needs some exploring in Miami. Just as long as she's back at the apartments by 10 pm she's okay. Plus it's always good to trust some neighbors."
"Your right honey" Ben smiled with relief, "They are really good dancers after all."