Текст песни Paul Oakenfold — Pump It Up
Pump, pump, pump it up
Pump, pump, pump it up
Pump, pump, pump it up
Pump, pump, pump it up
When I walk into the club,
All the bitches show me love,
Give me kisses give me hugs,
All I wanna do is fuck.
I live for cheap thrills,
I find in little pills,
Or hundred dollar bills,
We all know pop kills.
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands and pump it up
When I step into the scene ,
All the bitches they love me,
They wanna dance and talk to me,
All I wanna do is fuck.
I love myself to death,
I'm better than the best,
some say I'm clueless,
DJ this beat is sick.
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/pump-it-up-lyrics-paul-oakenfold.html ]
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands and pump it up
Get your hands up, come on get your hands up
Get your hands up, come on get your hands up
Get your hands up, come on get your hands up
Get your hands up, pump it up, pump it up
When I walk into the club,
All the bitches show me love,
Give me kisses give me hugs,
All I wanna do is fuck.
I live for cheap thrills,
I find in little pills,
Or hundred dollar bills,
We all know pop kills.
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands and pump it up
Pump, pump, pump it up
Pump, pump, pump it up
Pump, pump, pump it up
When I walk into the club,
All the bitches show me love,
Give me kisses give me hugs,
All I wanna do is fuck.
I live for cheap thrills,
I find in little pills,
Or hundred dollar bills,
We all know pop kills.
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands and pump it up
When I step into the scene ,
All the bitches they love me,
They wanna dance and talk to me,
All I wanna do is fuck.
I love myself to death,
I'm better than the best,
some say I'm clueless,
DJ this beat is sick.
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/pump-it-up-lyrics-paul-oakenfold.html ]
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands and pump it up
Get your hands up, come on get your hands up
Get your hands up, come on get your hands up
Get your hands up, come on get your hands up
Get your hands up, pump it up, pump it up
When I walk into the club,
All the bitches show me love,
Give me kisses give me hugs,
All I wanna do is fuck.
I live for cheap thrills,
I find in little pills,
Or hundred dollar bills,
We all know pop kills.
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands, pump it up
Raise your hands and pump it up
Текст добавил: Андрей Курышев
Краткое описание
This song, «Pump It Up» by Paul Oakenfold, is an energetic club anthem. The lyrics express a carefree and hedonistic attitude, with references to partying, seeking thrills, and indulging in vices like drugs and money. The repetitive chorus encourages the audience to raise their hands and pump up the energy on the dance floor. Overall, it’s a high-energy track that aims to get people moving and enjoying themselves in a club setting.