Pump It

The Black Eyed Peas

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

Niggas wanna hate on us (who)
Niggas be envious (who)
I know why they hatin' on us (why)
'Cause that's so fabulous (what)
I'm a be real on us (c'mon)
Nobody got nuttin' on us (no)
Girls be all on us, from London back down to the US (s, s)

We rockin', it's contagious
Monkey business outrageous
Just confess, your girl admits that we the sh%#

F-r-e-s-h (fresh)
D-e-f, that's right we def (rock)
We definite B-E-P, we rappin' it

So, turn me up (turn it up)
Turn me up (turn it up)
Turn me up (turn it up)

C'mon 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

Dude wanna hate on us (dude)
Dude need'a ease on up (dude)
Dude wanna act on up
But dude get shut like Flava shut (down)
Chicks say, she ain't down
But chick backstage when we in town (ha)
She like man on drunk (fool)
She wanna hit n' run (errr)
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 gonna

Turn it up (turn it up)
Turn it up (turn it up)
Turn it up (turn it up)

C'mon 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 (damn)
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn)
Damn (damn)

Apl. De ap. From Philippines
Live and direct, rocking this scene
Breakin' on down for the B-boys
And B-girls waiting, doin' their thing
Pump it, louder come on
Don't stop, and keep it goin'
Do it, lets get it on
Move it!

Come on, baby, do it

La-da-di-dup-dup die dy
On the stereo
Let those speakers blow your mind
(Blow my mind, baby)
To let it go, let it go
Here we go
La-da-di-dup-dup die dy (c'mon, we're there)
On the radio
The system is gonna feel so fine

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


Songwriters: Allan Pineda/Nicholas Roubanis/Stacy Ferguson/Thomas Van Musser Szamosi/Will Adams
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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