Ha, ha, ha!
Pump it
Ha, ha, ha!
And pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Turn up the radio, blast your stereo right
Hey, hey, hey
Niggas wanna hate on us (who?)
Niggas be envious (who?)
I know why they hatin′ on us (why?)
'Cause the style so fabulous (what?)
I′ma be real on us (come on)
Nobody got nothin' on us (no)
Girls be all on us from London back down to the U.S. (S-S)
We rockin', it′s contagious
Monkey business, outrageous
Just confess, your girl admits that we the shit
F-R-E-S-H, we fresh
D-E-F, that′s right, we def (rah)
We definite, B-E-P, we reppin' it
So turn it up (turn it up)
Turn it up (turn it up)
Turn it up
Come on, baby, just pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
And say, "Oh-oh, oh-oh"
Say, "Oh-oh, oh-oh"
Yo, yo
Turn up the radio, blast your stereo right now (huh)
This joint is sizzlin′, it's sizzlin′ right
Yo, check this out right here
Dude wanna hate on us (dude)
Dude need to ease on up (dude)
Dude wanna act on up but dude get shut like flava shut (down)
Chick say she ain't down but chick backstage when we in town (ha)
She like men on drum (oh)
She wanna hit and run (brr)
Yeah, that′s the speed
That's what we do, that's who we be
B-L-A-C-K E-Y-E-D P to the E
Then the A to the S
When we play, you shake your ass
(Shake it, shake it) shake it, girl
Make sure you don′t break it, girl
′Cause we gon' turn it up (turn it up)
Turn it up (turn it up)
Turn it up
Come on, baby, just pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
And say, oh-oh, oh-oh
Say, oh-oh, oh-oh
Yo, yo
Turn up the radio, blast your stereo right now (huh)
This joint is sizzlin′, it's sizzlin′ right
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn, oh)
Damn (damn, oh)
Apl.de.ap from the Philippines, live and direct, rocking this scene
Breaking on down for the B-boys and B-girls waiting to do they thing
Pump it, louder, come on, don't stop, and keep it goin′
Do it, let's get it on, move it!
Come on, baby, do it (uhh)
La-da-dee-da-da-dee-da
On the stere-ere-ere-ere-o (huh)
Let those speakers blow your mind (blow my mind, baby)
Just let it go, let it go, here we go (huh)
La-da-dee-da-da-dee-da (come on, yeah)
On the radi-adi-adi-adi-o (huh)
The system's gonna feel so fi-i-i-i-i-i-ine (I′m fine, yeah, I′m fine and you?)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
And say, "Oh-oh, oh-oh"
Say, "Oh-oh, oh-oh"
Yo, yo
Turn up the radio, blast your stereo right now (huh)
This joint is sizzlin', it′s sizzlin' right
Writer(s): Dennis Thomas, Joseph Anthony Budden, Robert Earl Bell, George Melvin Brown, Robert Spike Mickens, Ronald N. Bell, Justin Gregory Smith, Claydes Eugene Smith, Richard Allen Westfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
