Chapter 3- Taylor Lautner
Move your hips, do your thing
Get off the wall, don't matter what they think
From your fingertips, to your toes
You know you hot, so let everybody know
Gotta take it low, to the floor
From The Hills to the streets of the ghetto
Hips don't lie, so move 'em up
We ain't gonna' stop, till we see everybody's bottoms up
Bottoms up [x3]
Bottoms up [x3]
Bottoms up [x3] ("Bottoms up, y'all!")
Bottoms up [x3]
Miss BBG, looking extra glossy
Got a rep your style, lookin' extra flossy
"I'm bossy!" But I keeps it cute
With my stunner shades on and a tree in my roots
I got the Chi-Town swagger and I rocks it full
"Yes, Mudville!" baby, we don't take no bull
We keep it rockin' when we move our hips
Do that old school stunt when we make it dip
[Chorus]
Move your hips, do your thing
Get off the wall, don't matter what they think
From your fingertips, to your toes
You know you hot, so let everybody know
Gotta take it low, to the floor
From The Hills to the streets of the ghetto
Hips don't lie, so move 'em up
We ain't gonna' stop, till we see everybody's bottoms up
Bottoms up [x3]
Bottoms up [x3]
Bottoms up [x3] ("Bottoms up, y'all!")
Bottoms up [x3]
Keep it movin', man. Make it poppin', man
I be on the move, gotta catch me when you can
Might see my face on the movie screen
Hypnotize you, frame by frame, scene by scene
Staying fly while I keep it fresh
Only thirteen and I ain't even close yet
Sittin' back, saying this a hit
While you sway side to side, and move your hips
You got some swagger? Better let 'em know
You got some swagger, better let it show
Take your swagger with you to the A,
Then run it back up to the Bay
Now bob your head, then look away [x3]
Now bob your head, then look away [x3]
[Chorus]
Move your hips, do your thing
Get off the wall, don't matter what they think
From your fingertips, to your toes
You know you hot, so let everybody know
Gotta take it low, to the floor
From The Hills to the streets of the ghetto
Hips don't lie, so move 'em up
We ain't gonna' stop, till we see everybody's bottoms up
Bottoms up [x3]
Bottoms up [x3]
Bottoms up [x3] ("Bottoms up, y'all!")
Bottoms up [x3]
You got some swagger? Better let 'em know
You got some swagger, better let it show
Take your swagger with you to the A,
Then run it back up to the Bay
Now bob your head, then look away [x3]
Now bob your head, then look away [x3]
"This Miss BBG, rocking the M-I-C"
The music died down and Belle looked at Gustavo. Kendall, James, Carlos and Logan were giving her thumbs up and cheers from where they were standing. Kelly was nodding enthusiastically. Gustavo had a stoned expression. Belle had just recorded her third song to her new album, 'Defying Gravity.' It had been five days since she arrived back in L.A.
"Well? How was it?" she asked Gustavo.
She, Kelly and the boys turned their attention to Gustavo. His expression changed.
"It was amazing! Now we just have to record fourteen more songs." The boys rushed into the recording room and crowded around Belle to congratulate her.
"DOGS!" Gustavo yelled. The boys turned their attention to him. "Stop bugging Belle and get out of there!" The boys hustled out. Carlos gave Belle a quick peck before Kendall and Logan pulled him out.
Belle recorded one more song before she left the studio.
She and the guys were walking out of the studio when a limo drove up in front of them and a tall handsome raven haired guy stepped out.
"Taylor?" Belle cried.
"Taylor Lautner?" the boys chorused.
"Hi," smirked the sexy 19 year old.
Hey what's up readers. Lesille speaking. I just wanted to tell you that I'm really happy that you guys are reading and enjoying my stories and that I didn't write these songs (duhrically.) The name of this chapter's song is 'Bottoms Up,' and it's by Keke Palmer.