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Cooper Alice - Pump Me Up lyrics
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 Pump, pump, pump, pump me up
 For anything you say
 There is no cure for this
 (Rockness, hooo)
 Uh! 
 Come on, I said come on, I said come on
 [Verse One: Grandmaster Flash]
 Rappers might be willin but they ain't able
 Cause out were was the king straight from my quedo
 I screamed and holla and shout my rado
 And dreamt of a fedo that all in battle
 There was no food in my silverspoon
 So I grew up hard and I grew up soon
 I'm a wreathes king and I'm hungry too
 And I eat up chunks to rap like you
 Then I meat this shark and his name was George
 He was biting my rhymes like you bites yours
 I starting writing my rhymes 
 The shark was growing through
 But I was writing more ryhmes than the shark could chew (ha!)
 The shark got sick and then he exploded 
 Cause he didn't realised that my rhymes were loaded
 He flew in the air and into the sea
 And the whole universe knew that the king was me
Come on, I said come on, I said come on
 [Verse Two: Grandmaster Flash]
 I'm not at laserbene or domint mind
 Or a platten watch that some bitches whine 
 I'm not a pocket full of pearls 
 I'm a ayeowealth
 Like black go baby I'm l & l
 And to all fly girls I come off hard 
 Stlarted to swing or nood
 big steel gaurd 
 I'm wrong to small 
 So my pockets are large
 With the wock to the dock 
 Oh baby I'm in charge 
 Chief N like jewell and down in ring 
 So my fingers and arms on everything
 On the streets, on the streets can't be beat 
 So don't ask wheres the fied
 Baby here is the meat
 I'm gonna get me some soap a towel in the cup 
 Cut the bomb and sea all washed up
 Put your women on the line with the rest of the crew
 So I can make love to her in a nalley shu
 pump, pump, pump ( me up!) me what? (me up!)
 Uargh!
Pump, pump, pump, pump me up
 [Verse Three: Grandmaster Flash]
 I'm like the genie in the lamp
 And face and yo stamped
 The hiphop rocka 
 The microphone champ
 Gotta knock out boys Cooper Alice - Pump Me Up - http://motolyrics.com/cooper-alice/pump-me-up-lyrics.html
 Like a rolls royce 
 Gotta write them a one 
 To be the evil choice 
 Cause you humma this and then you humma daw
 Its just like the friendly game of pingpong
 When you hit the boll upside the paddle 
 Its just like cowboy rattle on a sadle 
 Up above your head is the flash off light 
 Cause I can rock to the vido any darker and to the night
 Like to rock like to flow like to entertain 
 Whop the car outside waiting for the train 
 The train stood across the whop towards ever 
 Another Mc rock any type of weahter 
 I'm the bold legged broher 
 There never be another
 I bought a mantion for my mother
Come on, I said come on, I said come on
 [Verse four: Scorpio]
 I got a certain cool, that break the rules
 that give me patience and a lot of fuel
 And the women I'm calling day and night 
 Thats proofs I getting mine like a peep in the night
 Cause the scorpe is known as the singer
 The quiet storm that lover the linger
 I will not change cause its in my blood 
 I'm like dynamite and you a rappin thug
 And if its fuzzy is here in the makin
 And than why I can't be part of the satan
 Cause you know I like cars and fancy women 
 That give me good love in the beginnest 
 Welcome bath ,and casual lights 
 And girls say "scorpe you alright?" 
 So stop standing there like you from above 
 And just relax yourselves and get in this thug
 Pump, pump, pump, pump me up
 For all you beutiful people out there, if you having a good time, everybody screaaam!
 [Verse Five: Grandmaster Flash]
 I'm not at laserbene or domin't mind
 Or a platten watch that some bitches whine 
 I'm not a pocket full of pearls 
 I'm a ayeowealth
 Like black go baby I'm l & l
 And to all fly girls I come off hard 
 Stlarted to swing or nood
 big steel gaurd 
 I'm wrong to small 
 So my pockets are large
 With the wock to the dock 
 Oh baby I'm in charge 
 Chief N like jewell and down in ring 
 So my fingers and arms on everything
 On the streets, on the streets can't be beat 
 So don't ask wheres the fied
 Baby here is the meat
 I'm gonna get me some soap a towell in the cup 
 Cut the bomb and seas, all washed up
 Put your women on the line with the rest of the crew
 So I can make love to her in a nalley shut
 pump pump pump ( me up!) me what? ( me up!)
 Uargh!








