Lyrics : Will Adams/Allan Pineda/Stacy Ferguson/Nicholas Roubanis/Thomas Van Musser
Music : Will Adams/Allan Pineda/Stacy Ferguson/Nicholas Roubanis/Thomas Van Musser
Ha-ha-ha
Pump it
Ha-ha-ha
And pump it
Pump it
Pump it
Pump it
Pump it, pump it, pump it
Turn up your radio
Blast your stereo right
(Ha, ha, ha)
Pump it
You wanna hate on us (Who?)
You [?] on us (Who?)
I know why they hatin' on us (Why?)
'Cause the style so fabulous (Word)
I'ma be real on us (Come on)
Nobody got nothing on us (No)
Girls be all on us
From London back down to the U.S. (S.S.)
We rockin' this (Contagious)
Monkey business (Outrageous)
Just confess, your girl admits that we the shit
F-R-E-S-H, we fresh
D-E-F, that's right, we def (Rock)
We definite
B-E-P, we reppin' it, so
Turn me up (Turn it up)
Turn me up (Turn it up)
Turn me up
Pump it
Pump it, pump it, pump it, pump it
Pump it, pump it, pump it, pump it, pump it, pump it...
Come on, baby, just pump it (Louder)
Pump it (Louder)
Pump it (Louder)
Pump it (Louder)
Pu-pu-pump it (Louder)
Pump it (Louder)
And say, oh-oh-oh-oh
Say, oh-oh-oh-oh (Yo-yo)
Turn up your radio
Blast your stereo right now (Ha)
This joint is fizzlin'
It's sizzlin' right
Ha-ha-ha
Turn up your radio
Blast your stereo right
(Ha, ha, ha)
Pump it, pump it