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DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince
DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Уилл Смит
Уилл Смит
Композитор
Lee Haggard
Lee Haggard
Композитор
Wayne Williams
Wayne Williams
Композитор
Keith Mayberry
Keith Mayberry
Композитор
Gregory A. Webster
Gregory A. Webster
Композитор
Ray Hayden
Ray Hayden
Композитор
Marvin Pierce
Marvin Pierce
Композитор
Norman Napier
Norman Napier
Композитор
Walter Morrison
Walter Morrison
Композитор
Ralph Middlebrooks
Ralph Middlebrooks
Композитор
Marshall Jones
Marshall Jones
Композитор
Leroy Bonner
Leroy Bonner
Композитор
Andrew Noland
Andrew Noland
Композитор
George Clinton
George Clinton
Композитор
Gregory E. Jacobs
Gregory E. Jacobs
Композитор
Robert Easter
Robert Easter
Композитор
Dan Gluckstein
Dan Gluckstein
Композитор
Shamin Noronha
Shamin Noronha
Композитор
Teddy Riley
Teddy Riley
Композитор
William Collins
William Collins
Композитор
Aqil Davidson
Aqil Davidson
Композитор
Menton Smith
Menton Smith
Композитор
Markell Riley
Markell Riley
Композитор
Leroy Haggard
Leroy Haggard
Композитор
Mr. Lee
Mr. Lee
Аранжировщик
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Mr. Lee
Mr. Lee
Продюсер
Stephen George
Stephen George
Инженер звукозаписи
Martin Stebbing
Martin Stebbing
Инженер звукозаписи
Chris Trevett
Chris Trevett
Миксинг-инженер

Слова

[Verse 1]
Yo, back up now and give a brother room
The fuse is lit and I'm about to go boom
Mercy, mercy, mercy me, uh!
My life is a cage, but on stage I'm free
Hyped up, psyched up, ready for wildin'
Standin' in a crowd of girls like a island
I see the one I want, I said, "Come here, cutie"
I flip her around and then I work that booty
Work da body
Work, work da body
Slow down, girl, you're 'bout to hurt somebody
Hold up, yo, let's get just one thing clear
There's only one reason why I came here
[Verse 2]
Ya wibbida want me to tibbida tibbida tell ya what's up? (Go!)
Ya wibbida want me to tibbida tibbida tell ya what's up? (Go!)
Ya wibbida want me to tibbida tibbida tell ya what's up? (Go!)
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go
[Chorus]
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Tick, tick, tick, tick, boom
[Verse 3]
Well, yo, are ya'll ready for me yet? (Pump it up, Prince)
Well, yo, are ya'll ready for me yet? (Pump it up, Prince)
Well, yo, are ya'll ready for me yet? (Pump it up, Prince)
Well, here I go, here I go
Here I, here I go, yo!
[Verse 4]
Dance in the aisles when the Prince steps to it
The rhyme is a football, ya'll, and I went and threw it
Out in the crowd and, yo, it was a good throw
How do I know? Because the crowd went (Ho!)
In response to the way that I was kickin' it
Smooth and individual
Rhymes always original
Like the Dr Jekyll, man, and this is my Hyde side
I am the driver and ya'll on a rap ride
So fellas (Yeah)
Are ya'll with me? (Yeah)
I said fellas (Yeah)
Are ya'll with me? (Yeah)
Why don't you tell the girls what ya'll wanna do
Ya wanna ooh, ah, ah, ah, ah, (Ooh)
That's right, yo, and I'm in the flow
So pump up the volume along with the tempo
I want everybody in the house to know
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go
[Chorus]
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Tick, tick, tick, tick, boom
[Chorus]
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Tick, tick, tick, tick, boom (Break it on down! Huh!)
[Bridge]
Pump it up, pump it up come on now
Pump it up, pump it up come on now
Pump it up, pump it up come on now
Pump it up, pump it up (Yeah, kick it)
Pump it up, pump it up
Pump it up, pump it up
Pump it up, pump it up come on now
Pump it up, pump it up come on now
[Chorus]
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Tick, tick, tick, tick, boom (Here I go)
[Verse 5]
The F-F-F-Fresh P-P-P-Prince is wh-who I am
So told my mother that I'd never make a whack jam
But sometimes I get n-n-nervous and start to stutter
And I f-fumble every word-w-word I utter
So I just try to ch-ch-ch-chi ch-ch-ch-ch-chill
But it gets worse and w-worse and w-w-w-worse still
I need the c-c-c-crowd to g-g-get into it
They help me calm down and I can get through it
So higher, higher, get your hands to the ceilin'
Let it go, ya'll, don't fight the feelin'
Might get a stranglehold, sweat pourin'
And like Jordan, yo, I'm scorin'
Yeah, that's right, ya'll, and I am in the flow
So pump up the volume along with the tempo
Many have died tryna stop my show
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go
[Chorus]
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Tick, tick, tick, tick, boom
[Chorus]
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Tick, tick, tick, tick, boom
[Chorus]
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Boom shake, shake, shake the room
Tick, tick, tick, tick, boom
Written by: Andrew Noland, Aqil Davidson, Dan Gluckstein, Easter, Robert Stanley, George Clinton, George Clinton Jr., Gregory A. Webster, Gregory E. Jacobs, Hayden, Raymond Albert, Keith Mayberry, Lee Haggard, Leroy Bonner, Leroy Haggard, Markell Riley, Marshall Jones, Marvin Pierce, Menton Smith, Norman Napier, Ralph Middlebrooks, Ray Hayden, Robert Easter, Shamin Noronha, Teddy Riley, Walter Morrison, Wayne Williams, Will Smith, William Collins
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