Can you feel it? Pumps through your veins Led by a beating heart You ran into the night from all you had Found yourself a path upon the ground You ran into the night, you can't be found But, this is your heart If you had your gun Would you shoot it at

Now testify It's right outside our door Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set The jury's sleepless We found your weakness Who controls the past now controls the future The movie ran through me The glamour subdue me

By the midnight hour Lay it down, lay it down Lookin' 'round for a feelin' I love the rhythm and blues The place was rockin' and reelin' I thought I'd shake me loose The band was pumpin' Motown Lord how they could play The girls a-started singing

Designer on my drip (what?) Designer on my drip You can't tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist You can't tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist (brr) You can't tell me shit I got designer on my drip You can't tell me shit I got designer on my drip

Blood, blood, blood, pump mud through my veins Shut your dirty, dirty mouth, I'm not that insane I'm a dirty, dirty girl, I want it filthy I hate you for the sacrifices you made for me I hate you for every time you ever bled for me I hate you for the way

You remind me of my jeep, I want to ride it Something like my sound, I want to pump it Girl you look just like my cars, I want to wax it And something like my bank account I want to spend it, baby I want to roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it Is all I

Can't you see I'm wrapped in cellophane Watch the blood pump through my veins Electricity floods my brain Can't hide the pain, can't hide the pain When you're wrapped in cellophane Look at me, I'm such a basket case Delivered to you wrapped in cellophane

Poppin' on X, poppin' on X Smashin' on your bitch, esskeetit (esskeetit!) Poppin' on X, pills (poppin' on X) Got a new car, got a new bitch Only wear designer, esskeetit (ouu!) Hoppin' out the Wraith, esskeetit (esskeetit!) Poppin' on X, pills (yuh, X)

Who let the frog out? (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop) *Music Plays* Well the party was nice, the party was pumpin' (Yippy Aye Oh!) With everybody having a ball (Yippy Aye Oh!) But I think I hear the Crazy Frog jumpin' (Yippy Aye Oh!) Up and Down and all on the

When I'm kissing my love Just a thumping and a skipping Feel the blood a pumping in my veins She's such a tender sender With her sweet young friends She's so good at what she does All she wants to do is kiss and hug She's got me in love