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Will.I.Am & Nicki Minaj
2010
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Dit lied bevat samples van Video Killed The Radio Star, in 1979 een hit van Buggles.
Songtekst
[Nicki Minaj]
Step up in the party like my name was that bitch
All these haters mad because I’m so established
They know I’m a beast yeah I’m a fucking savage
Haters you can kill yourself
In my space shuttle and I’m not coming down
I’m a stereo and she’s just so monotone
Sometimes it's just me and all my bottles, all alone
I ain’t coming back this time
[Chorus - Will.I.am]
I can’t believe it
It’s so amazing
This club is heating
This party’s blazin’
I can’t believe it, this beat is banging
I can’t believe it (I can’t believe it, hey)
Hey check it out
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Yeah yeah I’m feeling it now
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[Will.I.Am:]
Step up in the party like my name was Mr. T
All these hating maggots ain't got nothing on me
Honestly I gotta stay as fly as I can be
If you Wiki "Willy" you get super O.G.
Hunny’s always rest me cause I’m fly fly fly
Dummies they can’t touch me cause I’m floating sky high
I stay niggerrific you don’t need ask why
You just got to see with your eyes
[Chorus]
[Will.I.Am]
Check this motherfucker out
It got me in the club, in the club, just rocking like this
[Nicki Minaj]
Da done done
The sun done
Yep the sun done
Came up but we still up in dungeon
Da done done
Yep in London
Competition? Why yes, I would love some
How the fuck they getting mad 'cause they run done
Mad 'cause I’m getting money in abundance
Man I can’t even count all of these hundreds
Dufflebag every time I go to SunTrust
I leave the rest just to collect interest
I mean interest, fuck my nemesis
Exclamation just for emphasis
And I don’t sympathize 'cause you a simple bitch
I just pop up on these hoes on some pimple shit
And put an iron to your face you old wrinkled bitch
[Will.I.Am:]
Oh, we just had to kill it
We on the radio hotter than a skillet
We in the club making party people holla
Money in the bank means we getting top dollar
I’m a big baller
You a little smaller
Step up to my level need to grow a little taller
I’m shot caller
Get up off my collar
You are chihuahua I’m a rottweiler
[Chorus - Will.I.am]
I can’t believe it
It’s so amazing
This club is heating
This party’s blazin’
I can’t believe it, this beat is banging
I can’t believe it (I can’t believe it, hey)
Hey check it out
Check it out
Check it out
Check it out
Check it out
Check it out
Check it out
Check it out
Check it out
Check it out
Check it out
Yeah yeah I’m feeling it now
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