Pump it lyrics Adams William / Ferguson Stacy / Pineda Allan Apll / Van Musser Szamosi Thomas / Roubanis N

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Ha, ha, haaaa
Pump it
Ha, ha, haaaa
And pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Pump it (louder)
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right (Ha, ha, ha)
Niggas wanna hate on us (who?)
Niggas be envious (who?)
And I know why they hating on us (why?)
Cause that’s so fabulous (what?)
I’ma be real on us (c’mon)
Nobody got nothing on us (no)
Girls be all on us
From London back down to the US (s, s)
We rockin’ this (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 (rock)
We definite, B-E-P we reppin’ it
So
Turn me up (turn it up)
Turn me up (turn it up)
Turn me 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
This joint is fizzlin’
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 man on drum (boom)
She wanna hit n’ run (err)
Yeah, that’s the speed
That’s who 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 gonna
Turn it up (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
This joint is fizzlin’
It’s sizzlin’
Right
Damn (dayum)
Damn (dayum)
Damn (dayum)
Damn (dayum) (Oh)
Damn (dayum) (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 (Ha)
La-da-di-da-da-di-dy
On the stere-ere-ere-ere-o (Ha)
Let those speakers blow your mind
(Blow my mind baby)
Just let it go, let it go
Here we go (ha)
La-da-di-da-da-di-dy (come on, yeah)
On the radi-adi-adi-adi-o (ha)
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 (ha)
This joint is fizzlin’
It’s sizzlin’
Right
Songwriters: Adams William / Ferguson Stacy / Pineda Allan Apll / Van Musser Szamosi Thomas / Roubanis N

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