[Chorus] My aura draws the crowd to the floor And they’re like, it’s finer than yours Too right, it’s finer than yours I could show you, but there is a score My aura draws the crowd to the floor And they’re like, it’s finer than yours Too right, it’s finer than yours I could show you, but there is a score [Verse 1] I know you crave it The spark inside me That makes the crowd lose control They change their pace To match my grace Let’s clear the space [Pre-Chorus] La la, la la, la Turn it up La la, la la, la The crew is waiting La la, la la, la Turn it up La la, la la, la The crew is waiting [Chorus] My aura draws the crowd to the floor And they’re like, it’s finer than yours Too right, it’s finer than yours I could show you, but there is a score My aura draws the crowd to the floor And they’re like, it’s finer than yours Too right, it’s finer than yours I could show you, but there is a score [Verse 2] I see you’re locked in You want the secret The moves that get them so hooked It’s not for free Don’t try to copy me Just watch and see [Pre-Chorus] La la, la la, la Turn it up La la, la la, la The crew is waiting La la, la la, la Turn it up La la, la la, la The crew is waiting [Chorus] My aura draws the crowd to the floor And they’re like, it’s finer than yours Too right, it’s finer than yours I could show you, but there is a score My aura draws the crowd to the floor And they’re like, it’s finer than yours Too right, it’s finer than yours I could show you, but there is a score [Bridge] Oh, once you step right in All the eyes will lock on you, so You gotta play to win But keep it cool and true, though Just mix the style you wear With that electric stare And when they catch that flare They’ll follow anywhere [Pre-Chorus] La la, la la, la Turn it up La la, la la, la The crew is waiting La la, la la, la Turn it up La la, la la, la The crew is waiting [Chorus] My aura draws the crowd to the floor And they’re like, it’s finer than yours Too right, it’s finer than yours I could show you, but there is a score My aura draws the crowd to the floor And they’re like, it’s finer than yours Too right, it’s finer than yours I could show you, but there is a score
