Bomb Bomb

Start the engines

Let's get it started, yeah, yeah..

Here it comes...

About to drop the bombs... drop it!

(Bomb-BOMB, bomb-bomb)

Yeah, we 'bout to drop it on you like this

(Bomb-BOMB, bomb-bomb)

But when we drop it, I know you gon' like this

(Bomb-BOMB, bomb-bomb)

Yeah, Supernatural and will.i.am

(Bomb-BOMB, bomb-bomb)

Bring it here, bring it here, make it clear, make it clear yeah

[Supernatural] (will)

It's hip-hop, it's real hot (real hot)

The way we control it, it's like Cyclops (Cyclops)

It's all locked (all locked), it don't stop (don't stop)

It's so funky that I keep it in a Ziploc (keep it funky)

It's too ill (too ill), cause we real real (yeah, yeah)

Yo, I hooked up with my little pah ill will (Yo wassup?)

And he rock that (rock that), with a format (format)

Plug it in now I make the go-to-war rap

Where the boys at? Cause they all bore (all bore)

Another point for the B Boyz has been scored (that's right)

I'm a MC (MC), not a fake cat

Yo, I'm quick with the mental nice wit rap

Yo, it's a gift, yeah when I spit (when I spit)

Yo I'm pimpin like Gladys Knight and the Pips

Yo I never slip, cause it's super hot

You could say, yeah, that we got to locked, c'mon

[Chorus: will.i.am]

(Bomb-BOMB, bomb-bomb)

Yeah, we drop the bomb baby, here comes the bomb, baby

(Bomb-BOMB, bomb-bomb)

B--O--M--B -- DROP

(Bomb-BOMB, bomb-bomb)

Ye-yeah, we drop the bomb baby, here comes the bomb baby

(Bomb-BOMB, bomb-bomb)

D-R-O-P all them bombs

[Supernatural]

He wan' go and never stoppin it (stoppin it)

And off of the top right now, yo, he's droppin it

It's like grease in the skillet, yo, I'm poppin it

Fryin it, yo, layin it and poppin it (p-p-p-poppin it)

And if you've never had it before, please try it, kid

Because, once you get it, you'll love it a little bit

And once you, do it a little bit a lot of it

I told you before this the way we droppin it

C'mon fifty bars, I'm a superstar

You can see me on the Ave., in a super car (vroom vroom!)

Yo, I put it down, and I wear a crown

All the people in the city, please gather round

Whether LA (LA), or even New York (New York)

Anywhere I go I live it like a rhyme sport

Off of the top you know that it's ill lettin me rock

Like I told you, it never do stop, c'mon

[Chorus]

[Supernatural] (will)

Real nice, on the mic device

Yo I said it once, don't make me say it twice

Yo I said it once, don't make me say it twice

(Aiyyo 'Nats, smooth it out like if you Zima on ice)

Yo it's real ill, and you know that

Every time I do it pah, it's a Kodak

You can say I'm old school, I'm like a throwback

For all the little children out there didn't know that

Oh open up, and let me come on in

Because once I do it, you want me to do again

I told you, you can go just tell a friend (tell a friend)

I'm nice with the freestyle and the pad and pen (pen)

I'ma make my ends (make my ends), I'ma get my cheese (get my cheese)

Never heard lyrics that work quite like these (these)

Stop drop and freeze (freeze), fall to your knees (knees)

Yea, if you think you're beatin me, nigga please~!

Told you before, this is the art of war

I say I swoop down on the party like a preda-tor

Yo, somebody call The Source edi-tor ('tor)

And tell 'em give me mics, give me four, give me more

Oh do it ill, yo we make you bounce

I rock so many microphones I can't even count

Off th,e top of the dome, any place that I go

I've mastered the lyrics and damn I'm tight with the flow, whoa