Songtexte Whoomp! (There It Is) - Audio Idols

Party people!
Yeah, Tag Team music in full effect
That's me, DC, the Brain Supreme, and my man, Steve Rollins
We're kickin' a flow, we're kickin' a flow
And it goes a little somethin' like this

Tag Team, back again
Check it, the record, let's begin
Party on, party people, let me hear some noise
DC's in the house, jump, jump, rejoice
There's a party over here, a party over there
Wave your hands in the air, shake your derriere
These three words for you gettin' busy
Whoomp, there it is, hit me

Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is

Upside down and inside out
I'm 'bout to show all you folks what it's all about
Now it's time for it, get on the mic
And make this mother, party hot
I'm takin' it back to the old school
'Cause I'm an old fool who's so cool
If you wanna get down, I'ma show you the way
Whoomp, there it is, let me hear you say

Whoomp, there it is (Come on, y'all)
Whoomp, there it is (A little louder)
Whoomp, there it is (Come on, y'all)
Whoomp, there it is (Louder)
Whoomp, there it is (Come on, y'all)
Whoomp, there it is (A little louder)
Whoomp, there it is (Come on, y'all)
Whoomp, there it is

Whoomp, chakalaka-sakalaka-sakalaka-saka
Whoomp, chakalaka-sakalaka-sakalaka-saka
Whoomp, chakalaka-sakalaka-sakalaka-saka
Whoomp, chakalaka-sakalaka-sakalaka-saka

Point blank, gin and juice I drink
And gettin' bent, bent as a puff on dank
Rise the mic, uh-oh, I crave skin
Whipped cream and honey, good to dip it in
Slam dunk it, stick it, flip it and ride
That B-double-O-T-Y, oh my
Ooh, that's it, come on, come on
Whoomp, there it is, I'm done

Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is

Some say I'm crazy 'cause I'm pushin' up daisies
The underground sound that you have found amazing
Outstanding, demanding, commanding
You people dancing, whoo
That's a breathtaker
I produce AKA the Undertaker
You wanna come down to the underground old school?
Here's a shovel, can you dig it, fool?

Can you dig it? (We can dig it)
Can you dig it? (We can dig it)
Can you dig it? (We can dig it)
Can you dig it? (We can dig it)
Can you dig it? (We can dig it)
Can you dig it? (We can dig it)
Can you dig it? (We can dig it)
Can you dig it?

W-H-double-O-M-P as I flow to the front
From the school of the old hardcore
Keep the po' boy vexed
3 To the 2, we're one mic check
Mass ill, flow ill on a mess of steel
That's the grill of the microphone I just killed
Party people, we just partied, Tag Team is through
Whoomp, there it is, I thought you knew

Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is

Yeah, Tag Team music comin' straight at ya
That's me, DC, the Brain Supreme, and my man, Steve Rollins
Bring it back, y'all, bring it back, bring it back
Here we go

Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp, there it is
Whoomp