What? Everybody over there What? Do you want that funky soul, yo? Come on, hit it They don't want music, they don't know how to use it All they want,
Bebot bebot bet Bebot bebot bet Bebot bebot bet Ikaw ang aking Bebot bebot bet Bebot bebot bet Bebot bebot bet Ikaw ang aking Bebot bebot bet Bebot
[ with Sue York ] We're above suspicion both you and I They say that I'm a good girl and that I'm a good guy We belong to others but the power of love
It was a murder, Jake just hit the corner people swarmin' Three in the mornin' I jumped out my cab like fuck Niggaz is buck, mega bloodshed, the tapes
Baby, I am truly sorry I walked out on you tonight Now I'm worried I want everything to be alright I'm writing you this letter Watching the rain outside
Well, we met upon a hill You know the night was cold And the air was kinda still All I needed was to look in her eyes No matter what would occur I was
(wilko johnson) I jumped up this morning Right out of a dream The front door was wide open And the rain was blowing in from the street The whole house
Ev'ry time you kiss me I'm still not certain that you love me Ev'ry time you hold me I'm still not certain that you care Though you keep on saying You
[Will.i.am] Yea (woo) Uh (woo) the shit (woo) ya? Hey This is the beat that make you shake your rump That make your booty go ba-bump, ba-bump It's that
Johnny wanna be a big star get on stage and play the guitar make a little money buy a fancy car a big old house and a alligator just to match with them
Can you feel the hype? Can you feel it in ya body-ah? Can you feel it? Can you feel it in ya body-ah? Can you feel it? 'Cause I can feel it in my body
[Intro] Whooooo.Whooooo? Whooooo?Whooooo? Whooooo?Whooooo? Whooooo?Whooooo? Whooooo?Whooooo? Na.na.na.na.ni?Whooooo? Na.na.na.na.nay?Whooooo? Na.na.na
Lord, have mercy, Lord, have mercy Lord, have mercy, Lord, have mercy Lord, have mercy, Lord, have mercy Lord, have mercy, Lord, have mercy I know that
Pump it! And pump it louder Pump it louder Pump it louder Pump it louder Turn up the radio Blast your stereo, right Who? Where? Why? What? Come on,
Yeah, uh huh La da da da da da Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry Hey, baby my nose is getting big I noticed it be growing when I been telling them fibs Now
What you gon' do with all that junk? All that junk inside your trunk? I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk Get you love drunk off my hump My hump my hump
(One for all, one for all) (It's all, it's all for one) Let's start a union, calling every human It's one for all and all for one Let's live in unison
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart (Yeah) No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby