"Explode" lyrics
"Explode"
Queen Diva
She 'bout to explode
Oh, let's go (Let's go)
Oh, let's go (Let's go)
Oh, let's go (Let's go)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go)
Yak, yak, yak, yak
Yak, yak, yak, yak
Yak, yak, yak, yak
Yak, yak, yak, yak
I been workin' all day (Workin' all day)
And I been workin' all night (Workin' all night)
Now play dat beat, I'ma be all right (Be all right)
I been workin' all day (Workin' all day)
And I been workin' all night (Workin' all night)
Now play dat beat, I'ma be all right (Be all right)
I'm 'bout to explode, take off this load
Unleash my belt and make it go
I'm 'bout to explode, take off this load
Bend it, bust it open, won't ya make it go
Yaka, yaka, yaka, yaka
Yaka, yaka, yaka, yaka
Yaka, yaka, yaka, yaka
Yaka, yaka, yaka, yaka (Release ya wiggle)
Yaka, yaka, yaka, yaka
Yaka, yaka, yaka, yaka
Yaka, yaka, yaka, yaka
Yaka, yaka, yaka, yaka (Release ya wiggle)
Release ya, release ya, release ya wiggle
Release ya, release ya, release ya wiggle
Release ya, release ya, release ya wiggle
Release ya, release ya, release ya wiggle
Release ya anger, yelease ya mind
Release ya job, release the time
Release ya trade, release the stress
Release the love, forget the rest
Oh, let's go (Let's go)
Oh, let's go (Let's go)
Oh, let's go (Let's go)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go)
Let it go now, pounch of the floor now
Let it go now, time to explode now
Let it go now, pounch of the floor now
Let it go now, let it explode now
Pounch on 'em, pounch on 'em
Pounch on 'em, pounch on 'em
Poun-poun-poun-poun
Poun-poun-poun (Come on)
Pounch on 'em (Louder), pounch on 'em (Louder)
Pounch on 'em (Louder), pounch on 'em (Louder)
Pounch on 'em (Louder), pounch on 'em (Louder)
Pounch on 'em (Louder)
We gonna wiggle on 'em (Wiggle on 'em)
Rock on 'em (Rock on 'em)
Drop on 'em (Drop on 'em)
Work on 'em (Work on 'em)
Shake it to the DJ (Shake it to the DJ)
Work it to the DJ (Work it to the DJ)
Bounce it to the DJ (Bounce it to the DJ)
Move it to the DJ (Move it to the DJ)
Shake it, shake it shake it
Shake it, shake it machine
Bounce it, bounce it, bounce it
Bounce it, bounce it machine
I'm 'bout to explode, take off this load
Unleash my belt and make it go
I'm 'bout to explode, take off this load
Bend it, bust it open, won't ya make it go
Yata, yata, yata, yata
Yata, yata, yata, yata
Yata, yata, yata, yata
Yata, yata, yata, yata (Release ya wiggle)
Yata, yata, yata, yata
Yata, yata, yata, yata
Yata, yata, yata, yata
Yata, yata, yata, yata (Release ya wiggle)
It's been a long day
It's been a long night
Cut loose, get loose, do you alright
It's been a long day
It's been a long night
Cut loose, get loose, do you alright
Shake your bun-bun (Shake your bun-bun)
Shake your bun-bun (Shake your bun-bun)
Shake your bun-bun (Shake your bun-bun)
Shake your bun-bun (Shake your bun-bun)
Shake your bun-bun (Shake your bun-bun)
Shake your bun-bun (Shake your bun-bun)
Shake your bun-bun (Shake your bun-bun)
Shake your bun-bun (Shake your bun-bun)
Pounch on 'em (Louder), pounch on 'em (Louder)
Pounch on 'em (Louder), pounch on 'em (Louder)
Pounch on 'em (Louder), pounch on 'em (Louder)
Pounch on 'em (Louder)
We gonna wiggle on 'em (Wiggle on 'em)
Rock on 'em (Rock on 'em)
Drop on 'em (Drop on 'em)
Work on 'em (Work on 'em)
Shake it to the DJ (Shake it to the DJ)
Work it to the DJ (Work it to the DJ)
Bounce it to the DJ (Bounce it to the DJ)
Move it to the DJ (Move it to the DJ)
Shake it, shake it shake it
Shake it, shake it machine
Bounce it, bounce it, bounce it
Bounce it, bounce it machine
Oh, let's goo
Writer(s): Adam Pigott, Freddie Ross
- AZLyrics
- B
- Big Freedia Lyrics
album:
"Just Be Free" (2014)
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