F - Boom Lyrics
I am the best there is
I'm fan_3 and I handle my biz
I'm not universally known
But I'm known to leave the speakers blown
See, I gotta get it pumpin'
You know how we do it
My parents be like
"Turn down that rap music"
Gotta feel the bass vibrate
My pop must be irate
If the house don't shake
The beat don't break
If the parties in the room ain't jumpin'
Then the music must not be pumpin'
Gotta get in my car
Let the loud part blast
Windows down pumpin' my jams through town
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
I like it in the car
I like it in my room
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
I like it in the car
I like it in my room
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom
Down to L.A., '04's the year
Puttin' heads to bet
From the indicate fear
Gotta get in the club-tight atmosphere
While ya'll hear the jams
I'm makin' plans
You try to play me out
Like I'm a J. J. fad
I'm good when I'm good
But I'm better when I'm bad
Like audio 2
You know I get us toppin'
And when the jams is up
You hit the ceiling
Take off my sneakers
Turn on the speakers
I can make it I can shake it
Workin' and tworkin'
Pumpin' loops in the ride
While I'm past point doom
Got a truck full 'a AMPs
You can hear it go boom
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
I like it in the car
I like it in my room
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
I like it in the car
I like it in my room
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
I like it in the car
I like it in my room
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
I like it in the car
I like it in my room
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom
'n I'm known
'n I'm known
'n I'm known to leave the speakers blown
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom
I like it in the car
I like it in my room
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom
You know I like it when the beat goes boom
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom
I like it in the car
I like it in my room
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom
You know I like it
You know I like it
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
I like it in the car
I like it in my room
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
I like it in the car
I like it in my room
Boom-shaka-laka-laka-boom (boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom
F - Boom Lyrics
Amy's going out with John
Now she's dating Paul
Paul was dating Kelsey
And Kelsey used to go out with me
After I broke up with Amy
Everybody's had, everybody's had everybody
Everybody's had, everybody's had everybody once or twice
Hey, you better watch what you say
People love to talk, people love to gossip
Everbody's going around
It's a hungry town, it's a leaky faucet
Everybody knows, everybody's heard what you said
Everybody knows, everybody's heard what you said
Everybody knows, everybody's heard what you said
Everybody knows, everybody's heard what you said
It's a boomerang
F - Boom Lyrics
The Oscar goes to Glen Close tonight
She thanks the lord and her mum in the flashing light
I wonder why the academy has forgotten you
With all the brilliant shows you do
Pretending that you`re loving me
Starring in my tragedy
So here we go on the walk of fame
The camera rolls, you appear and forget my name
Don`t forget to save your tears for the crying scene
Drama queen on wide screen
The carpetзЈ— red itзЈ— made of blood
From the love that we once had
Still hear you say...
Our love`s like Hollywood
Boomtown Babylon
Perfect smile for a while if it sells
Still hear you say
Our love`s like Hollywood
Boomtown Babylon
And you`re the nominated one
For the category (of) ?sham actress?
With no success
You close your eyes
And hope that god will bless
Your awfully expensive dress
And maybe heзЈЌl forget the rest
The music swells as the hero dies
He gives his life for his love and the audience cries
There aint no reason good enough to go on like this
A bad taste after every kiss
fake tears are your speciality
So don`t you cry for me
Still hear you say...
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