The Black Eyed Peas – The APL Song lyrics
[Chorus in Tagalog]
Lapit mga kaibigan at makinig kayo
Ako’y padadalang, balita galing sa bayan ko
Yaung pamamahagi ang mga kuento
Ng manga pangyayaring ganaganap
Sa lupang pinangako
[English Translation:]
(Come together and listen
I brought news from my native land
I’ll tell you how we live and what goes on
From my beloved homeland.)
[Verse one, Apl.De.Ap]
Every place got a ghetto this is my version
Check it out…
Listen closely yo, I got a story to tell
A version of my ghetto where life felt for real
Some would call it hell but to me it was heaven
God gave me the grace, amazin’ ways of living
How would you feel if you had to catch your meal?
Build a hut to live and to eat and chill in.
Having to pump the water outta the ground
The way we put it down utilizing what is around
(From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/black-eyed-peas-lyrics/the-apl-song-lyrics.html)
Like land for farming, river for fishing
Everyone helpin’ each other whenever they can
We makin’ it happen, from nothin’ to somethin’
That’s how we be survivin’ back in my homeland
[Chorus]
[Verse two, Apl.De.Ap]
Yo, its been a while but…
I been back home to my homeland, (check it out) to see what’s going on
Man it feels good to be back at home
And it’s been a decade, on the journey all alone
I was fourteen when I first left Philippines
I’ve been away half my life, but it felt like a day
To be next to my mom with her home cooked meal
Meant I felt complete, my emotions I feel!
Now life has changed for me in the U.S
But back at home man, life was a mess…
I guess sometimes life’s stresses gets you down
On your knees, oh brother I wish I could have helped you out…
[Chorus]
The Black Eyed Peas – Weekend ft. Esthero lyrics
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[Will I Am:]
I called Chad on Wednesday night
So we could make plans for Thursday night
He said “we could go hit the pea pods”
I was like yeah, that’s my favorite spot
Plus I like it there ’cause I got love on the list
High powered juice, where I don’t even get frisked
Walk up in the place & get love from the misses
Pounds from my brothers ’cause they knowin’ that disses
The place to be to let it all out
But when the weekend come, the weekend come
Y’all could come
So go tell your mama come & your papa come
Go to spin the record so we can get dumb
Place packed, capacity maximum
Due to my man Polo Promotion
And I can’t wait to go out & hear some.
[Chorus: Esthero]
Jumpin’ music, swift D.J.’s
Smoke machines & laser rays
Look out weekend ’cause here I come
Because Weekends were, werrrre.
[APL:]
Walk in the club at like 10:00
And the spot is hot, blowin’ up rooftops
This is Thursday night & the night is young
4 day weekend, time to have some fun
D.J.’s scutter up, drop them joints
Everybody’s been waiting to dance & make noise
B-Boys, let me see you break it down
And ladies, let your hips move around
Its the sound of the BEP family
Got a poet named Life & a sister Kimy (worrrrd up)
And the blood of Abraham (worrrrd up)
So let’s get ready for the jam.
[Chorus: Esthero]
Jumpin’ music, swift D.J.’s
Smoke machines & laser rays
Look out weekend ’cause here I come
Because Weekends were, werrrre.
[Breakdown:]
It was a Thursday night & the party was bumpin’
And the bass was thumpin’ & people was jumpin’
And Taboo’s at the front door comin’
Taboo’s at the front door comin’
And…
And… (here he come now)
And…
Nah, nah, nah.
[Taboo:]
Yo, Mr. Will-i-am (Mr. Will-i-am)
Win or win (Mr. Will-i-am)
Get our boogie on when the weekend COME
Check the peapod ’cause the vibes is STRONG
Salinas Filipinas, they come one by ONE
All lined up & they ready for FUN
Short one’s, tall one’s, beautiful ONES
B-boys, B-girls, ready to WHAT.
[Will I Am:]
Breakin’ & shakin’ when we doing our ish
J-Rock from the Beat Junkies ready to mix
‘Cause they cuttin’ up the wax for everybody
Come on over ’cause were having a party
We lighting up the sky with the burnin’ STAR
Throw your hands in the air, if you know who you ARE
‘Cause we jumpin’ around with the Broshigeez
And get less by the beat pharmacy ’cause they hittin’ you with…
[Chorus: Esthero]
Jumpin’ music, swift D.J.’s
Smoke machines & laser rays
Look out weekend ’cause here I come
Because Weekends were, werrrre.
….worrrrd up.
….worrrrd up.
Look out weekend ’cause here I come
Because Weekends were, werrrre.
The Black Eyed Peas – Fallin’ Up lyrics
Watch me (fallin up)
Watch me (fallin up)
Watch me (fallin up high)
Watch me
Focus on this the introductionist,
Or a lyrisist in this rap metropolis,
More like an activist,
We give it to you all,
Presentation we’ll make you have a ball,
Styles start consiveing causeing you to meditate,
Manipulate the mind with hypnotic modern state,
We far from the fakes,
We never fake moves,
But jealous mothaf**kas since the justice approves, (and talk shit)
And who the hell he be havin a fit,
Yo, he ain’t got shit,
That’s why he’s in crips,
And I indelirize bodily rips,
Skiznits of nonsense nothing less than bullshit, (west side)
And who can hang with the all around remainders,
A real entertainer,
We bout to open up the whole true hip hop,
Explore non-stop,
Entertain ya till we drop,
[chorus]
We be fallin up (up)
Never fallin down (down)
We keep it at a higher level elevating now,
(put it in your) in your area,
(city or your) town,
Blackeyed peas is known for gettin down
[x2]
Flip the four steps it takes to be great,
There’s no remorse for a fake we must break,
Time a rap source subdue what we make(a)
Your collaps is all the floor can take,
Witness the peas as we innovate,
We’ll extrodanite,expose,instillate,
Patterning pioners take foes by thier trait,
Apple in tact is the time we must take,
When we make agreements theres no escape,
Form it,hate it, love it, rate it as great,
God gave us talent,
We show how that we create,
Enough of being deep it’s time to motivate,
[chorus]
Watch me,
Watch me,
I see you try to diss our function by stating that we can’t
rap,
Is it cause we don’t wear tommy hilfiger or baseball caps,
We don’t use dollars to represent,
We just use our inner sense and talent,
If you try to diss the peas you’ll get handled by apple beavy,
(guy in back growling like a lion)
Alligator,
A numernumer creator,
Black eyed peas be more than a playa,
Don’t gotta represent no set just so I could get some respect,
Ga ga ga ga ga ga cooooool,
A lot of feelings so I can get through,
Because the way that you did it I think that you done curupted
the whole
Hip-hop sound so now I gotta follow up,
[chorus]
Cee Lo Green – F**K YOU lyrics
[50 Cent:]
Keep playin’ games
I’ll take her right away (x3)
50 you know I really don’t like how you talk about
My chick I think you are just mad because she’s not your bitch
Cause nobody fuck with your own
You’re not rich man I shouldn’t even have to tell you this shit
She can do bad all by her damn self you know that when the bills come
Your ass just can’t help see the red on the bottom of her Christian Louboutins
Match the Ferrari and the why she is gone
See I understand, am a man and you are sick
You should play the lotto and try to get rich quick
She won’t let your love turn into a bum what the fuck you think she is,
DUMB!
[chorus]
I see you driving ’round town
With the girl I love and i’m like,
Fuck you!
Oo, oo, ooo
I guess the change in my pocket
Wasn’t enough i’m like,
Fuck you!
And fuck her too!
I said, if I was richer, i’d still be with ya
Ha, now ain’t that some shit? (ain’t that some shit?)
And although there’s pain in my chest
I still wish you the best with a…
Fuck you!
Oo, oo, ooo
Yeah i’m sorry, I can’t afford a ferrari,
But that don’t mean I can’t get you there.
I guess he’s an xbox and i’m more atari,
But the way you play your game ain’t fair.
I pity the fool that falls in love with you
(oh shit she’s a gold digger)
Well
(just thought you should know nigga)
Ooooooh
I’ve got some news for you
Yeah go run and tell your little boyfriend
[chorus]
I see you driving ’round town
With the girl I love and i’m like,
Fuck you!
Oo, oo, ooo
I guess the change in my pocket
Wasn’t enough i’m like,
Fuck you!
And fuck her too!
I said, if I was richer, i’d still be with ya
Ha, now ain’t that some shit? (ain’t that some shit?)
And although there’s pain in my chest
I still wish you the best with a…
[http://enjoylyrics.blogspot.com/2011/02/cee-lo-green-fk-you-lyrics.html]
Fuck you!
Oo, oo, ooo
Now I know, that I had to borrow,
Beg and steal and lie and cheat.
Trying to keep ya, trying to please ya.
‘Cause being in love with you ass ain’t cheap.
I pity the fool that falls in love with you
(oh shit she’s a gold digger)
Well
(just thought you should know nigga)
Ooooooh
I’ve got some news for you
Yeah go run and tell your little boyfriend
[chorus]
I see you driving ’round town
With the girl I love and i’m like,
Fuck you!
Oo, oo, ooo
I guess the change in my pocket
Wasn’t enough i’m like,
Fuck you!
And fuck her too!
I said, if I was richer, i’d still be with ya
Ha, now ain’t that some shit? (ain’t that some shit?)
And although there’s pain in my chest
I still wish you the best with a…
Fuck you!
Oo, oo, ooo
Now baby, baby, baby, why d’you wanna wanna hurt me so bad?
(so bad, so bad, so bad)
I tried to tell my mamma but she told me
“this is one for your dad”
(your dad, your dad, your dad)
Uh! Whhhy? Uh! Whhhy? Uh!
Whhhy lady? Oh! I love you oh!
I still love you. Oooh!
[chorus]
I see you driving ’round town
With the girl I love and i’m like,
Fuck you!
Oo, oo, ooo
I guess the change in my pocket
Wasn’t enough i’m like,
Fuck you!
And fuck her too!
I said, if I was richer, i’d still be with ya
Ha, now ain’t that some shit? (ain’t that some shit?)
And although there’s pain in my chest
I still wish you the best with a…
Fuck you!
Oo, oo, ooo
The Black Eyed Peas – Get Original ft. Chali 2na lyrics
Start practicin, master your flow
You might as well, turn in your mic
and start collectin dollars at the turnpike
Cause the rhymes you kick, need to be fixed
But you couldn’t even fix them {*scratch “in the mix*}
If you ate pebbles, your shit wouldn’t rock
You one of them balloons made to go pop
You need to
Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
Stop now, get original
WHAAAT?
Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
[Verse Two]
There is really nothin you can do
We about to hit you in your face with my kung-fu
Risky on the microphone, I am
Got the energy of (??) and (??)
I’m about to let you know the deal on how I feel
Many people can’t be real, so they gotta chase the steel
What the deal? Is it really all about the bills?
What’s the thrill? I’d rather have my soul fulfilled
You gotta
Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
We delegate the skills to conversating
The loss of motivation of MC’s to create
Sent it in for quick hit, waitin for the break
You didn’t pay your dues, so you got on Rikki Lake
How does it feel to be the man on top
when everything you got ain’t any of your props?
You need to
Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
Stop now, get original
Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
[Verse Three – Chali 2na]
When you think about rap in it’s entirety
Violence became variety
Silently personalities differ from what they try to be
2na be on the frontline, with rhyme shell I hit you
You’re sluggish like a barbituate
We can make you admit you bit
A hectic thrill, connect with Will
and we create with the kung-fu collective skill
The checks get real, people think this shit is hunky-dory
It’s another story while we be fightin for re-
-demption pimps and prostitutes get the break they need
With breakneck speed, the fakes succeed indeed
Thinkin life is a party and it’s a must to please
But many pop MC’s work for Mephistopheles stop it please
Choppin broccoli happily for your company
Publically sellin Satan when really you should be bumpin the truth
So stop now
Stop now, get original
Just practice and master your flow
The Black Eyed Peas – Head Bobs lyrics
I’m hard to handle like bikes with no bars
We excite stores that got dykes leaving doors
Unlock the heated ’cause they know when I sex well
Left them breathless now they’re waiting to exhale
Waiting to exhale with some competition
So come in and test well
The next one gets hung and chip of a chisel
I’m making chicks’ nipples sizzle
There’s no question to the way I rip the riddle
I’m awesome, I bring on monsoon when I bloom and blossom
And run over niggas like opossums
froze on the road with my bike on they cornea
Man I’m warning ya, look, the Black Eyed Peas is formin up
Ring around your throat that’s made up of razor blades
Put the slice and let nice and easy humble days
On out, over, well known Casanova
Can I put on an army, quick to take it over
Nine on my niggas, count all my figures
Money on the street went entertainment
Nowadays brothers are getting paid doing nothing
Reciting the same line with the lame rhymes
frontin rappers actin like their pops’ was Orville Redenbacher
They quick to go pop
But when it’s time to fiend for the green they flop
We do it from the heart like blood
create rhymes that flood, and blow up like the Scud, Miss-ILE!
Miss out (Ha)
You can bop your head like this (Ha)
When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head like this (Ha)
When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
Now check it out like
La-la-la-la-la…
La-la-la-la-la…
My ?probation? over tracks smacks like no other disciples
Riddle the action of satisfaction brought to you be APL
Alligator now, ’bout to take you on a lyrical voyage
And bend your sure form I would sat-urated fat
The Alligat is on the move
I rhyme to be exact, not exactly on the groove
Several ?wopplers? kinetic
My beat’s energetic when reseted
You wonder why, we put our friend who ?Caligetic?
So check out the fiery, I’m livin not misery
Supply you with remedies for all these sick whack MC’s
That this is song lurks now, time to go to work
To senegrate the ignorant, or shall I say the jerk
Time to contradict now, dig deep to the core
All I sick can be, but I still rip it raw
With the composition, with the position on steady
I’m ready for the mission of freestylin acting shitty
Converse you with the energy enemy I focus on ya
Every styles you make I will take and break in front of ya
Irratic gets your presence you’ve been replaced by my essence
The sunshine survive, ’cause that’s what we produce
Refuse to (?) ability I use
To bruise up your brain with lyrics
(Ungh, ungh, ahh, uh, aarggh, ah, ahh, uhh)
You can bop your head like this (Ha)
When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head like this (Ha)
When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
Now check it out like
La-la-la-la-la…
La-la-la-la-la…
This is who we is a 3-D, can he get back from where we enter
Lovely entertainment’s what we enter
Feel the force, where we enter like Splinter
Black Eyed Peas be the fools that’ll injure
Whole career and your body will be injured
Get dealt quick, and I got one for, uh
How you like me now
W-I double L rippin up a style
That’s cool and calm, we droppin a bomb
And you can nod your head to the rhythm where we are
Some whole new (uh) that’s well improved
When I’m over ’cause you know I’ma relax in a rule
That soothes your body, really really hardcore
Double-double Ta-ta for a while or for raw
Tap-a-tap a skill, it’s the whip appeal then
APL-APL coming-coming in with (?)
Let’s rock this set exceed to terminate
Time to eliminate the whack that you create
Arm atticulate, when I circulate over tracks
Let me get down and just relax
We gettin down y’all
We gettin down y’all
We gettin down like this
We gettin down y’all
We gettin down
Like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
When we’re dropping bombs like this (Ha)
You can bop your head to this (Ha)
I check it out like
The Black Eyed Peas – Karma lyrics
Yeah, yeah
Watch out
Ain’t no running from
Karma, and no running
Ain’t no running from
Karma, and no running
[Repeat]
I’m the caboose of the wrong doings you produce
The wild tail of the tornado running loose
You tie the noose, I kick the chair
I’m the cinai that snatch your life while you gasp for air
The echo of the “F**k you” that boomerangs to hurt your loved
ones
The thief that held your son, held by ransom
The pervert that raped your wife
The hand that held the knife that took your life
You shot Tupac and Biggie
Now I’m coming after you like V-W-X-Y-Z
This is cause and effect, the dominal effect
The “What goes up, must come down” effect
You hopin, though, that you had a hand in doin the doin
The conclusion of the evil that you ended and start pursuing
Ain’t no running from
Karma, and no running
Ain’t no running from
Karma, and no running
[Repeat]
This is the payback from the past
You threw me down like I was just a piece of trash
You gave me cash every week just enough to live
But didn’t get what I deserved instead I was deceived
Still young and didn’t know about this in the street
Of the acts, so crass and shady
Don’t crush your dreamshow and your whole entity
Subliminally you’re on the hire from a slavery
Remember that “What goes around, comes around”
God is watching you and evrything that you do
Do you remember everything that you did before
The way the bad action opens cosmic door
I’ma leave it up to God what he got for you
I’ma leave it up to Him what he got for me
And he’s watching you
Yeah, yeah
Watch out
Ain’t no running from
Karma, and no running
Ain’t no running from
Karma, and no running
[Repeat]
Yeah, yeah, you can’t run away (No, no, no)
You know, it’s gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And don’t ignore it (No, no, no)
You know why, it’s gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, you can’t run away (No, no, no)
It’s gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don’t ignore it (No, no, no)
It’s gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
‘Cause one way or another
It’s gonna find ya
It’s gonna get ya-get ya-get ya-get ya
One way or another
It’s gonna find ya
It’s gonna get ya-get ya-get ya-get ya
One way or another
It’s gonna find ya
It’s gonna get ya-get ya-get ya-get ya
One way or another
It’s gonna find ya
It’s gonna get ya-get ya-get ya-get ya
Yeah, yeah, nigga
Ain’t no running from
Karma, and no running
Ain’t no running from
Karma, and no running
[Repeat]
Yeah, yeah
Watch out
Can’t run away (No, no, no)
It’s gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don’t ignore it (No, no, no)
It’s gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You can’t run away (No, no, no)
It’s gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don’t ignore it (No, no, no)
It’s gonna get ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain’t no running from
Karma, and no running
Ain’t no running from
Karma, and no running
[Repeat]
Yeah, yeah, good God
Black Eyed Peas – Let’s Get It Started lyrics
Let’s Get It Started, in here…
And the base keep runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and
runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and…
In this context, there’s no disrespect, so, when I bust my rhyme, you break your necks.
We got five minutes for us to disconnect, from all intellect collect the rhythm effect.
Obstacles are inefficient, follow your intuition, free your inner soul and break away from tradition.
Cause when we beat out, girl it’s pulling without.
You wouldn’t believe how we wow shit out.
Burn it till it’s burned out.
Turn it till it’s turned out.
Act up from north, west, east, south.
[Chorus:]
Everybody, everybody, let’s get into it.
Get stupid.
Get it started, get it started, get it started.
Let’s get it started (ha), let’s get it started in here.
Let’s get it started (ha), let’s get it started in here.
Let’s get it started (ha), let’s get it started in here.
Let’s get it started (ha), let’s get it started in here.
Yeah.
Lose control, of body and soul.
Don’t move too fast, people, just take it slow.
Don’t get ahead, just jump into it.
You all hear about it, the Peas’ll do it.
Get stutted, get stupid.
You’ll want me body people will walk you through it.
Step by step, like an infant new kid.
Inch by inch with the new solution.
Transmit hits, with no delusion.
The feeling’s irresistible and that’s how we movin’.
[Chorus:]
Everybody, everybody, let’s get into it.
Get stupid.
Get it started, get it started, get it started.
Let’s get it started (ha), let’s get it started in here.
Let’s get it started (ha), let’s get it started in here.
Let’s get it started (ha), let’s get it started in here.
Let’s get it started (ha), let’s get it started in here.
Yeah.
Runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and running runnin’ and…
C’mon y’all, lets get woohoo!
Lets get woohoo! (in here)
Lets get woohoo!
Lets get woohoo! (in here)
Lets get woohoo!
Lets get woohoo! (in here) Ow, ow, ow!
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya…
Let’s get ill, that’s the deal.
At the gate, we’ll bring the bud top drill. (Just)
Lose your mind this is the time,
You all test this drill, Just and bang your spine. (Just)
Bob your head like me APL de, up inside your club or in your Bentley.
Get messy, loud and sick.
You all mount past slow mo in another head trip. (So)
Come then now do not correct it, let’s get ignant let’s get hectic.
[Chorus:]
Everybody, everybody, let’s get into it.
Get stupid. (Come on)
Get it started (come one), get it started (yeah), get it started.
Let’s get it started (ha), let’s get it started in here.
Let’s get it started (ha), let’s get it started in here.
Let’s get it started (ha), let’s get it started in here.
Let’s get it started (ha), let’s get it started
(woah, woah, woah) in here.
Yeah.
Lets get woohoo!
Lets get woohoo! (in here)
Lets get woohoo!
Lets get woohoo! (in here)
Lets get woohoo!
Lets get woohoo! (in here) Ow, ow, ow!
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya…
Runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’
[fade]
Fergie – Clumsy lyrics
Can’t help it
The girl can’t help it [repeat 3x]
First time
That I saw your eyes
Boy you looked right through me, mmmhmm
Played it cool
But I knew you knew
That cupid hit me, mmm mmm
[Chorus:]
You got me tripping, stumbling, flipping, fumbling
Clumsy cause I’m falling in love
You got me slipping, tumbling, sinking, fumbling
Clumsy cause I’m falling in love
So in love with you
Can’t help it
The girl can’t help it [repeat 3x]
Can’t breath
When you touch my sleeve
Butterflies so crazy, mmm mmm
Whoa now, think I’m going down
Friends don’t know whats with me, mmm mmm
[Chorus]
Can’t help it
The girl can’t help it [repeat 3x]
You know, this isn’t the first time this has happened to me
This love sick thing
I like serious relationships and a
A girl like me don’t stay single for long
Cause everytime a boyfriend and I break up
My world is crushed and I’m all alone
The love bug crawls right back up and bites me and I’m back
Can’t help it
The girl can’t help it [repeat 3x]
[Chorus]
So in love with you
So in love with you
Timbaland – Scream ft. Keri Hilson, Nicole Scherzinger lyrics
I got a plan for you and I
Let’s journey across the Venetian skies.
Can i have some of your cookies, can I have some of your pie
May I cut the first slice, so won’t you
[Chorus:]
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
Intoxicated with desire,
And you’re the designated driver, yeah
I’m not afraid, ’cause I’m a rider, yeah
Ain’t nothing wrong with feeling right, so won’t you
[Chorus:]
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Oh)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (You make me scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right
I love it babe, got me here doing things I`d never do
Can hold me downs, why I’m here making sure, things are up for you (get it)
Like a getaway , for the lights go off, you turn on
I love this place, cause I can hear the echo when you make me ah
[Chorus:]
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (If your feeling good)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Let me know)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Show me it feels good)
In the car, at the party
Got his hands, On your body
Don’t fight it, Ooh
If you like it, Ooh
In your room, on the rooftop
Feels good, don’t stop
Don’t fight it, Ooh (Don’t you fight it)
If you like it, Ooh (Why don’t you)
[Chorus:]
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Scream)
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right ()
Scream, at the top of your lungs, everybody’s feeling right (Uh, Sing it)
If you love me girl
Why don’t you
If it feels good why don’t you (sing it)
Uh, if you love me girl, why don’t you just
Cause when it feels good it (don’t fight it)
If you like it
Yeah,
Don’t fight it, ooh
Yeah,
If you like it, ooh
Don’t you like that
It feels so good,don?t it?
Grab my hand baby
Take a walk on the beach, clear your minds
Hold your string here
Don’t you like that beat
You do?
What else you like?
Hmm
I can accommodate that
Oh you like my swagger?
You like how I changed it up?
I like it too baby
But for now,
Hey the beat is going a little bit too long
Oh you like it this long? Hmm
That means you like to make love long?
Yeah, I feel that
Ooh.
I like how you shaking your hips to it
It’s about to end baby, but don’t you stop
Keep it going
Keep it going
Keep it going
Bring it over here
Sit on my lap
Kiss me
No no no, right here
Yeah
Oh i like that
Ooh i like that
Ooh
I’mma stop bullshitting, ha ha.
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