Lyrics and translation Tag Team - Whoop! (There It Is)

Whoop! (There It Is)

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

Tag Team, back again
Check it to wreck it, let's begin
Party on, party people, let me hear some noise
DC's in the house, jump, jump, rejoice
Says there's a party over here, a party over there
Wave your hands in the air, shake your derriere
These three words mean you're 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 a (nig') to get on the mic
And make this mother (fu') party hype
I'm takin' it back to the old school
'Cause I'm an old fool who's so cool
If you want to get down, I'ma show you the way
Whoomp, there it is! Lemme hear ya say

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

Whoomp! Shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka
Whoomp! Shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka
Whoomp! Shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka
Whoomp! Shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka

Point blank, gin and juice I drink
And then invent as I puff on dank
Rock the mic, uh oh, I crave skin
Rip, find a honey dip 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! (Come on)
Whoomp, there it is! (Louder)
Whoomp, there it is!
Whoomp, there it is! (Come on, come on)
Whoomp, there it is! (Bit louder)
Whoomp, there it is!
Whoomp, there it is! (Come on, come on)
Whoomp, there it is! (Yeah)

Hey baby! (Whoomp! There it is!)
Hey baby! (Whoomp! There it is!)

Some say I'm crazy cause I'm pushing up dasies
The underground sound that you (nig') have found
Amazing, outstanding, demanding
Comanding, you people dancing
(Whoo!) (Shi') That's a breath-taker
Our producer, a.k.a. the undertaker
You want to 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 y'all dig it? (We can dig it!)
Can you dig it? (We can dig it!)
Can y'all dig it? (We can dig it!)
Can you dig it? (We can dig it!)
Can y'all dig it? (We can dig it!)
Can you dig it? (We can dig it!)
Can y'all dig it? (We can dig it!)

W-H-double O-M-P as I flow
To the fly (shi) from the school of old
Hard core keep' the folklore wrecked
Three to the two and 1 mike check
Mad skill, flow ill, on the mess of steel
That's the thrill of the microphone I just killed
Party people, there's your party
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 'cha!
That's me, DC The Brain Supreme
And my man Steve Roll'n!
Bring it back y'all
Bring it back y'all
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!

Whoop! (Voilà !)

Hé les fêtards!
Ouais
La musique de Tag Team, en plein effet!
C'est moi, DC The Brain Supreme, et mon pote Steve Roll'n!
On balance le flow!
On balance le flow!
Et ça donne quelque chose comme ça!

Tag Team, de retour
Ecoutez bien pour tout casser, on commence
Que la fête commence, les fêtards, faites du bruit
DC est dans la place, saute, saute, réjouis-toi
On dit qu'il y a une fête ici, une fête là-bas
Agitez vos mains en l'air, remuez votre derrière
Ces trois mots signifient que tu t'éclates
Whoomp, voilà! Allez!

Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!

Sens dessus dessous
Je vais vous montrer à tous ce que c'est
Maintenant, il est temps qu'un frère prenne le micro
Et rende cette putain de fête folle
Je vous ramène à la vieille école
Parce que je suis un vieux fou trop cool
Si tu veux t'éclater, je vais te montrer comment faire
Whoomp, voilà! Dis-le moi!

Whoomp, voilà! (Allez-y tous)
Whoomp, voilà! (Un peu plus fort)
Whoomp, voilà! (Allez-y tous)
Whoomp, voilà! (Plus fort)
Whoomp, voilà! (Allez-y tous)
Whoomp, voilà! (Un peu plus fort)
Whoomp, voilà! (Allez-y tous)
Whoomp, voilà!

Whoomp! Shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka
Whoomp! Shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka
Whoomp! Shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka
Whoomp! Shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka-laka-shaka

Direct, gin et jus je bois
Et puis j'invente en fumant de la beuh
Je déchire le micro, oh oh, j'ai envie de peau
Je déchire, je trouve une bombe pour la tremper
Je la slam dunk, je la plante, je la retourne et je la chevauche
Cette B-double-O-T-Y, oh là là
Ooh, c'est ça, allez, allez
Whoomp, voilà! J'ai fini

Whoomp, voilà! (Allez)
Whoomp, voilà! (Plus fort)
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà! (Allez, allez)
Whoomp, voilà! (Un peu plus fort)
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà! (Allez, allez)
Whoomp, voilà! (Ouais)

Hé bébé! (Whoomp! Voilà!)
Hé bébé! (Whoomp! Voilà!)

Certains disent que je suis fou parce que je fais pousser des pâquerettes
Le son underground que t'as trouvé
Incroyable, exceptionnel, exigeant
Commandant, vous les gens qui dansez
(Whoo!) (Shi') Ça coupe le souffle
Notre producteur, alias le croque-mort
Tu veux venir à la vieille école underground?
Voilà une pelle, tu peux creuser, idiot?

Tu peux creuser? (On peut creuser!)
Vous pouvez creuser? (On peut creuser!)
Tu peux creuser? (On peut creuser!)
Vous pouvez creuser? (On peut creuser!)
Tu peux creuser? (On peut creuser!)
Vous pouvez creuser? (On peut creuser!)
Tu peux creuser? (On peut creuser!)
Vous pouvez creuser? (On peut creuser!)

W-H-double O-M-P pendant que je flow
Vers le truc cool de la vieille école
Le hard core garde le folklore saccagé
Trois, deux, un, test micro
Compétence folle, flow malade, sur le désordre de l'acier
C'est le frisson du micro que je viens de tuer
Les fêtards, voilà votre fête
Tag Team a fini
Whoomp voilà, je pensais que tu savais!

Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!

Ouais
La musique de Tag Team, qui arrive droit sur toi!
C'est moi, DC The Brain Supreme
Et mon pote Steve Roll'n!
Ramenez-la
Ramenez-la
Ramenez-la, c'est parti!

Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!
Whoomp, voilà!