blowin' on my trombone I just want to conduct you Make you do what I want to So ask me to run through When those beautiful sounds make up those jam beats
people move You know I need some room To do what I do I'm 'bout to act a fool (Turn the lights on) From here on out I'll be your commander No fear,
shake it in them jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up) Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up
4) Hey, watz up We back up in the cut Beat it up into submission We don't need no permission Black Eyed Peas tha coalition Everybody go and listen We're going on
love it there cuz i got love on the list. High power there so i don't even get frisk. Walk up in the places and get hugged from the mrs., Pounce up on
Pussy pop on her handstand, you got me sweatin', please pass me a fan, damn Girl, the way you're movin' got me in a trance DJ turn me up, ladies this yo' jam
my dick Walk up in, banana split Yes shirt, yellow, purple Bodies rocking in the circle I gots to show some love at the AM ladies in the place I say, "What up
Then I got to bone Stay up in the zone Got to get you home Gotta run up on And I do it Baby drop another slow jam And all us lovers need hold hands
tippin' 18 Boil a big pot of water on the stove to take a bath Rub my face with Olive Oil All my mates used to laugh All my Cousin's moved out We all
, yeah Too dirrty to clean my act up If you ain't dirrty, you ain't here to party Ladies move , gentlemen move Somebody ring the alarm, a fire on a roof
dun, dut dun) {Foxy Brown come on} Girl I know you wanna show (Dut dun, dut dun) {Sisqo come on) That thong, thong, thong, thong {Def Jam come on}
on the other side Hating me 'cause I'm beautiful, real niggas in Queensbridge You niggas come up and get this money and move on baby, QB}
here) Stuck right here in the middle of this... Traffic Jam I haven't moved one inch from this here spot Traffic Jam The freeway's one big parking lot Traffic Jam
'mon It's on and poppin' baby The Last Temptation! He's back! Whoo Y'all know what I'm talkin' bout To the world over, B. Brown Come on, come on And
We rollin? down the avenue, punanis souffle, lookin? good We push up on the hoochie, they wanna get busy rollin? posse deep Baby, don?t just sleep ?coz we got it goin? on
the rawest/ You had to move on without us, before us/ Crack a beer an I pour it on the curb an I hope ya notice/ I'm a soldier on this planet, you a soldier
brought and am I stressing it softly Get 'em up off me 'cause all we wanted Was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto I want settle get on
you brought And am I stressing it softly get 'em up off me cause all We wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto I want settle get on