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Low Songtext

Mhmhmhmhmhmhm
Let me talk to 'em
Let me talk to 'em
Let it ring
Mhmhmhmhmhmhm
Let me talk to 'em
C'mon

Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans, jeans
Boots with the fur, with the fur
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the floor, she hit the floor
Next thing you know
Shawty got, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps, with the straps
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap, hey!
She hit the floor, she hit the floor
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

now i know one thing thats fo sho
I ain't never seen nothing that'll make me go,
This crazy all night spendin my dough
Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go
could eat some pizza and and blow m'nose
Them birthday cakes, they stole the show
im sure that this man s'actually a ho

So sexual, she was flexible
Professional, drinkin X and ooo
Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I...?
Whoa

Did I think I seen Shawty get low
Ain't the same when it's up that close
Make it rain, I'm makin it snow
Work the pole, I got the bank roll

Im'ma say that I prefer them no clothes
I'm into that, I love women exposed
She threw it back at me, I gave her more
Cash ain't a problem, I know where it goes

She had them Apple Bottom jeans, jeans
Boots with the fur, with the fur
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the floor, she hit the floor
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps, with the straps
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap, hey!
She hit the floor, she hit the floor
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

Hey
Shawty what I gotta do to get you home
My jeans full of gwap
And they ready for Shones
Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy grown
Patrone on the rocks that'll make you moan

One stack, come on
Two stacks, come on
Three stacks, come on,
Mhmhmhmhmhmhm
Now that's three grand
What you think I'm playin baby girl
I'm the man, I'll bend the rubber bands

That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder
I knew it was over
That Henny and Cola
Got me like a Soldier
She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her
So lucky oh me
I was just like a clover

Shawty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her,
Like a pornography poster
She showed her

Apple Bottom jeans, jeans
Boots with the fur, with the fur
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the floor, she hit the floor
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps, with the straps
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap, hey!
She hit the floor, she hit the floor
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

Whoa
Shawty
Yea she was worth the money
Her mama took my cash,
And I ain't want it back,
The way she bit that rag,
got her them paper stacks,
Big tatoo above her crack,
I had to handle that,

I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin
They be want it two in the mornin
I'm zonin in
Them rosay bottles foamin

She wouldn't stop, made it drop
Shawty did that pop and lock,
Had to break her off that gwap
Gah it was fly just like my glock

Apple Bottom jeans, jeans
Boots with the fur, with the fur
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the floor, she hit the floor
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps, with the straps
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap, hey!
She hit the floor, she hit the floor
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
C'mon

Right Round Songtext

[Flo Rida]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
[Kesha]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down

[Flo Rida]
Hey
Walk out the house with my swagga
Hop in there with dough, I got places to go!
People to see, time is precious
I look at my cartier, outta control
Just like my mind where I'm goin'
No women, no shawties, no nothin' bout clothes
No stoppin' now, my pirellis on role
I like my jewelry, that's always on whoa
I know the storm is comin'
My pockets keep tellin' me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies it's on
Then pop in the night cause this mix'll be ours
We keep a fade away shot cuz we ballin'
It's platinum patron that be ours
Lil mama, I owe you just like the flowers
Girl you the **** with all that towers cause...

[Flo Rida]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
[Kesha]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down

[Flo Rida]
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down.
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down

[Flo Rida]
Hey
Shawty must know I'm the man
My money love her like a numba one fan
Don't open my mouth, let her talk to my fans
My Benjamin Frank-a-lins
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands
My paper planes makin' her dance
Get dirty all night, that's part of my plan
We buildin' castles that's made out of sand
She's amazin', up on your blazin
Hotter than cajun
Girl won't you move a lil closer?
Time to get paid, it's maximum wage
That body belong on a poster
I'm in a daze, that bottom is wavin' at me like
"Damn it I know ya"
You wanna shoot like a gun outta holster
Tell me whatever and I'll be your gopher

[Flo Rida]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
[Kesha]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down

[Flo Rida]
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down

[Flo Rida]
Yeah
I'm spendin my money
I'm out of control
Somebody help me
She takin' my bank roll
But I'm king of the club
And I'm wearin the crown
Poppin' these bottles
Touchin' these models
Watchin' they asses go down

[Flo Rida]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
[Kesha]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down
[Flo Rida]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down
[Kesha]
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down

Just Dance Songtext

Truth
A RedOne
Konvict
GaGa, oh-oh, eh

I've had a little bit too much, oh oh oh
All of the people start to rush, start to rush by
A dizzy twister dance. Can't find my drink or man.
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone

What's going on on the floor?
I love this record baby but I can't see straight anymore
Keep it cool, what's the name of this club?
I can't remember but it's alright, a-alright

Just dance, gonna be okay, da doo doo
Just dance, spin that record babe, da doo doo
Just dance, gonna be okay, da doo doo
Just dance, dance, dance just, j-j-just dance

Wish I could shut my playboy mouth, oh oh oh
How'd I turn my shirt inside out? Inside out, right
Control your poison babe, roses have thorns they say
And we're all getting hosed tonight, oh oh oh-oh

What's going on on the floor?
I love this record baby but I can't see straight anymore
Keep it cool, what's the name of this club?
I can't remember but it's alright, a-alright

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance
Dance, dance, just, j-j-just

When I come through on the dance floor checkin' out that catalog
Can't believe my eyes, so many women without a flaw
And I ain't gonna' give it up, steady trying to pick it up like a call [hey]
I'm gonna hit it, I'm gonna beat it up latch onto it until tomorrow yeah.

Shawty I can see that you got so much energy
The way you're twirlin' up them hips 'round and 'round
And now there's no reason at all why you can't leave here with me
In the meantime stay and let me watch you break it down

And dance, gonna be okay, da doo doo
Just dance, spin that record babe, da doo doo

Just dance, gonna be okay, da doo doo
Just dance, spin that record babe, da doo doo
Just dance, gonna be okay, da doo doo
Just dance, dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance

Amazing. Music. Whoo! Let's Go!

Half psychotic, sick hypnotic
Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick hypnotic
Got my blueprint electronic

Half psychotic, sick hypnotic
Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick hypnotic
Got my blueprint electronic

Go! Use your muscle, carve it out, work it, hustle
I got it, just stay close enough to get it
Don't slow! Drive it, clean it, lights out, bleed it
Spend the last dough
(I got it)
In your pocko
(I got it)

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance
Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance

Poker Face Songtext

Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah

I wanna hold em like they do in Texas Plays
Fold em let em hit me raise it baby stay with me, I love it
LoveGame intuition play the cards with Spades to start
And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart

Oh, oh, oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got

Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

I wanna roll with him a hot pair we will be
A little gambling is fun when you're with me, I love it
Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun
And baby when it's love if it's not rough it isn't fun, fun

Oh, oh, oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got

Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
(Mum mum mum mah)
(Mum mum mum mah)

I won't tell you that I love you
Kiss or hug you
Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin
I'm not lying I'm just stunnin' with my love-glue-gunning

Just like a chick in the casino
Take your bank before I pay you out
I promise this, promise this
Check this hand cause I'm marvelous

Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)

Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)

Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(She's got to love nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

LoveGame Songtext

Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

I wanna kiss you
But if I do then I might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy cupid
Guess he wants to play, wants to play
A love game, a love game

Hold me and love me
Just wanna touch you for a minute
Maybe three seconds is enough for my heart to quit

Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Don't think too much, just bust that kick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game (French; literally "In the love game")
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game

I'm on a mission and it involves some heavy touching, yeah
You've indicated your interest, I'm educated in sex, yes
And now I want it bad, want it bad
A love game, a love game

Hold me and love me
Just wanna touch you for a minute
Maybe three seconds is enough for my heart to quit

Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Don't think too much, just bust that kick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game

I can see you staring there from across the block
With a smile on your mouth and your hand on your (huh!)
The story of us, it always starts the same
With a boy and a girl and a (huh!) and a game
(and a game, and a game, and a game)
A love game

Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game

Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game

Let It Rock Songtext

(Verse 1 : Kevin Rudolph)
I see your dirty face
Hide behind your collar
What is done in vain
Truth is hard to swallow
So you pray to God
To justify the way you live a lie, live a lie, live a lie
And you take your time
And you do your crime
Well you made your bed
I made mine

(Chorus)
Because when I arrive
I, I bring the fire
Make you come alive
I can take you higher
What this is, forgot?
I must now remind you
Let it rock
Let it rock
Let it rock

(Verse 2: Kevin Rudolph)
Now the son's disgraced
He, who knew his father
When he cursed his name
Turned and chased the dollar
But it broke his heart
So he stuck his middle finger
To the world
To the world
To the world
And you take your time
And you stand in line
Well you'll get what's yours
I got mine

(Chorus)
Because when I arrive
I, I bring the fire
Make you come alive
I can take you higher
What is this, forgot?
I must now remind you
Let it rock
Let it rock
Let it rock

(Verse 3: Lil Wayne)
Yeah!
Wayne's world
Planet Rock
Panties drop
And the tops
And she gonna rock 'til the camera stop
And I sing about angels like Angela (rock)
And Pamela (rock)
And Samantha (rock)
And Amanda
And Tamara
Ménagez-moi
I'm in here up like bitch what's up
Mechanic, me, I can fix you up
I can dick you up
I can dick you down
Shorty we can go wherever just pick a town
And my jewelry is louder than an engine sound
Big ass rocks like on the ground
Baby like socks that's on the ground
Weezy

(Chorus)
(x2)
Because when I arrive
I, I bring the fire
Make you come alive
I can take you higher
What this is, forgot?
I must now remind you
Let it rock
Let it rock
Let it rock

(Lil Wayne)
I'm back like I forgot somethin'
I'm somethin'
Rollin' Rock rubbin' rap runnin'
Miles like I'm trying to get a flat stomach
Like Wayne the personal trainer
My aim is perfect I'll bang ya
Period, Like the remainder

(Kevin Rudolph)
I wish I could be
As cool as you
And I wish I could say
The things you do
But I can't and I won't live a lie
No not this time

In the City Songtext

Every Day I'm A Star In the City
Walk the Streets Like A wanted Man
All the time got my shine lookin pretty
Mother F*****s all know Who I am
Every Day Feel The Heat In the City
Like the barrel of a smoking gun
Read the signs see the lights thier so pretty
Your the one now turn me on
(Hey) give it all up for me
(Hey) give it all up for me
(Hey) give it all up for me
Every day I'm alive in the city
She's a fire that lives by the sun
On the street lookin fine lookin pretty
She sucks the heat off my -- gun
I will eat you alive in the city
While they pull up in fancy cars
Drinking whine wasting time you are pretty
Politiations movie stars
[ Kevin Rudolf Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
(Hey) give it all up for me
(Hey) give it all up for me
(Hey) give it all up for me
City boy life
(Hey) give it all up for me
(Hey) give it all up for me
(Hey) give it all up for me
City boy life
Every day I'm a star in the city
Walk the streets like a loaded gun
All the time got my shine lookin pretty
Everybody now turn me on
(Hey) give it all up for me
(Hey) give it all up for me
(Hey) give it all up for me
(Hey) give it all up for me
(Hey) give it all up for me
(Hey) give it all up for me

Get Low Songtext

Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum
Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum

3,6,9 damn, she's fine, hopin' she can sock it to me 1 mo' time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low, Get Low, Get Low, Get Low
To the window (To the window), to the wall, (to the wall)
'Till sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
To all you bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!) to all skeet skeet, goddamn (Goddamn)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!) to all skeet skeet goddamn (Goddamn)

Shorty crunk, so fresh, so clean
"Can she fuck?" That question been harassing me, in the mind
This bitch is fine
I done came to the club about 50-11 times
Now, can I play with yo' panty line?
The club owner said I need to calm down
Security guard go to sweating me now
Nigga drunk, then a motherfucker threaten me now

She getting crunk in the club, I mean, she work it
And then I like to see them females twerking
Taking the clothes, off buckey nakey
ATL Ho, don't disrespect it
Pull and pop yo' pussy like this
'cause Yin Yang Twins in this bitch
Lil Jon and the East side boys wit' me
and we all like to see ass and tities
Now bring yo' ass over here, ho
and let me see you get low if you want this thug
Now take it to the floor (to the floor) and if yo ass wanta act you can keep ya ass where you at

3,6,9 damn you fine hopin she could sock it to me 1 mo time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low, Get Low, Get Low,Get Low
To the window (to the window), to the wall, (to dat wall)
'Till sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
To all you bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!) to all skeet skeet Goddamn(Goddamn)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!) to all skeet skeet, Goddamn (Goddamn)

Let me see you get low you scared you scared
Drop dat ass to the floor you scared you scared
Let me see you get low you scared you scared
Drop dat ass to the floor you scared you scared
drop that ass ass yeah shake it fast ya hey
Pop dat ass to the left and the right ya (EH!)
Turn dat ass (EH!) shake it fast ya (EH!)
Pop dat ass to the left and the right ya (EH!)
Now back, back, back it up (Ahhh!)
a back, back, back it up (Ahhh!)
a back,(Ahhh!) back, back it up (Ahhh!)
a back,(Ahhh!) back, back it up (Ahhh!)
Now stop (Oh) then wiggle wit it, yeaaaa
Now stop (Oh) then wiggle wit it, yeaaaa
Now stop (Oh) then wiggle wit it, yeaaaa
Now stop (Oh) then wiggle wit it, wiggle wit it

3,6,9 damn she fine hopin she can sock it to me one mo' time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low, Get Low, Get Low,Get Low
To the window (To the window), to the wall, (to dat wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
To all you bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!) to all skeet skeet goddamn (Goddamn)
To all skeet skeet motherfuckers (motherfucker!) to all skeet skeet goddamn (Goddamn)

Now give me my dough back and go get ya friend
Stupid bitch standing there while I'm drinking my Hen'
Steady looking at me, still asking questions
Time's up, nigga, pass me another contestant
Ho, move to the left if you ain't bout 50th
Done talk through 3 or 4 songs already
Looking at a nigga with yo' palm out
Bitch, I ain't even seen you dance
Twerk something baby, work something baby
Pop that pussy on the pole, do yo' thang baby
Slide down dat bitch
wit' yo' little bit, then stop
Get back on the floor, catch yo' balance, then drop
Now bring it back up, clap yo' ass like hands
I just wanna see yo' ass dirty dance
Ying Yang, we done it again
And put it on the map like (odd sound)

3,6,9 damn she fine, hopin' she can sock it to me 1 mo' time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low, Get Low, Get Low,Get Low
To the window(To the window), to the wall, (to the wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
To all you bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet goddamn (Goddamn)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet goddamn (Goddamn)

Goddamn (Goddamn) ya y'all twerking a little bit ladies
But ya got to twerk it a little harder then dat(a little harder)
now right now I need all the ladies dat know they look good tonite
(where my sexy ladies) we want y'all to do this shit like this
Bend ova to da front touch ya toes
back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend ova to da front touch ya toes
back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend ova to da front touch ya toes
back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend ova to da front touch ya toes
back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)

3,6,9 damn your fine move it to you sing it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low, Get Low, Get Low,Get Low
To the window(To the window), to the wall, (to dat wall)
To the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet goddamn (Goddamn)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet goddamn (Goddamn)

Brrrum dum dum dum---dum da dum da da da dum
Brrrum dum dum dum---dum da dum da da da dum---Brrrrrrrmmmmm
Brrrum dum dum dum---dum da dum da da da dum---Brrrrrrrmmmmm
Brrrum dum dum dum---dum da dum da da da dum

Boom Boom Wow Songtext

''Welcome.
Welcome to The E.N.D.
Do not panic
There is nothing to fear

Everything around you is changing
Nothing stays the same
This version of myself is not permanent
Tomorrow I will be different
The Energy Never Dies
Energy cannot be destroyed
Or created
It always is
And it always will be
This is The E.N.D.
And the beginning
Forever
Infinite
Welcome...''

Gotta get that
Gotta get that
Gotta get that
Gotta g-g-g-g-g-get that that that that that
Boom boom boom (gotta get that)
Boom boom boom (gotta get that)
Boom boom boom (gotta get that)
Boom boom boom (gotta get that)
Boom boom boom
That boom boom boom
That boom boom boom
Boom boom boom

'''will.i.am'''
Yo
I got that hit that beat the block
You can get that bass overload
I got that rock and roll
That future flow
That digital spit
Next level visual shit
I got that boom boom boom
How the beat bang
Boom boom boom

'''Fergie'''
I like that boom boom pow
Them chickens jackin' my style
They try to copy my swagger
I'm on that next shit now
I'm so Three-Thousand-and-Eight
You so Two-Thousand-and-Late
I got that boom boom boom
That future boom boom boom
Let me get it now

Boom boom boom (gotta get that)
Boom boom boom (gotta get that)
Boom boom boom (gotta get that)
Boom boom boom (gotta get that)
Boom boom boom
That boom boom boom
That boom boom boom
Boom boom boom

'''Taboo'''
I'm on that supersonic boom
Y'all hear that space shit zoom
When-when I step inside the room
Them girls go apeshit (uh)
Y'all stuck on super-8 shit
That low-fi stupid 8-bit
I'm on that HD flat
This beat go boom boom bap

'''Apl.de.ap'''
I'm a beast when you turn me on
Into the future cyber-tron
Harder, faster, better, stronger
Sexy ladies, extra longer, cuz
We got the beat that bounce
We got the beat that pound
We got the beat that 808 that boom boom in your town

'''Fergie'''
People in the place
If you wanna get down
Put your hands in the air
will.i.am drop the beat now

'''will.i.am'''
Yup yup

I be rockin' them beats (Yup yup)
I be rockin' them beats (Yup yup-yup yup)
(Huh huh huh)

Here we go
Here we go
Satellite radio
Y'all gettin' hit with the boom boom
Beats so big I'm steppin' on leprechauns
Shittin' on y'all with the boom boom
Shittin' on y'all with the boom boom
Shittin' on y'all with the...

This beat be bumpin' bumpin'
This beat go boom boom

Let the beat rock
L-l-l-l-let the beat rock
Let the beat r...
This beat be bumpin' bumpin'
This beat go boom boom

'''Fergie'''
I like that boom boom pow
Them chickens jackin' my style
They try to copy my swagger
I'm on that next shit now
I'm so Three-Thousand-and-Eight
You so Two-Thousand-and-Late
I got that boom boom boom
That future boom boom boom
Let me get it now

Boom boom boom (gotta get that)
Boom boom boom (gotta get that)
Boom boom boom (gotta get that)
Boom boom boom (gotta get that)
Boom boom boom
That boom boom boom
That boom boom boom
Boom boom boom

Let the beat rock (Let the beat rock)
Let the beat r-rock (Let the beat...)
Let the beat rock (Let the beat rock...rock...rock...rock)