Lyrics Gven Stefany - Wind It Up
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(Yodeling)
This is the key that makes us wind up
When the beat comes on the girls all line up
And the boys all look
But no they can’t touch
But the girls want to know why the boys like us so much
They like the way we dance
They like the way we work
They like the way the LAMB is going across my shirt
They like the way my pants complements my shake(this shit is crazy right)
They like the way we react every time we hear the base
Every time the base bangs
Realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up
And don’t stop until your time is up
Wind it up, Wind it up, Wind it up
You got to let the beat get your under skin
You got to open up and let it all in
But see once it gets in the popping begins
Then you’ll find out why all the boys stare
They’re trying to buy our style
Trying to study our approach
They like the way we do it
So they
I guess if they are slow
So they should leave the room
This beat is for the clubs and closet girl
Every time the base bangs
Realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up
And don’t stop until your time is up
Wind it up, Wind it up, Wind it Up, wind it up
Uh huh uh huh come on girl you know you own it
Hell yea ( you know they’re watching)
Get it girl,get it get it girl, get it girl get it get it girl
To the front to the side to the back but don’t let them ride
Keep going girl its your night don’t let them steal your light
I know he thinks your fine and stuff but does he know how to wind you up
Wind it up, wind it up, wind it up, wind it up
(Пение йодлем [напев альпийских горцев в Австрии, Швейцарии, Юж. Баварии])
Вот, что нас заводит:
Когда начинает звучать ритм, все девчонки высыпают на танцпол.
А парни могут только смотреть,
Потому что им нельзя трогать.
Мы, девчонки, хотим знать, за что парни нас так сильно любят.
Им нравится, как мы танцуем,
Им нравится, как мы двигаем телом,
Им нравится надпись LAMB на моей рубашке.
Им нравится, как мои брюки подчёркивают форму попки (и я их, О, как понимаю!)
Им нравится, как мы реагируем на музыку.
Каждый раз, когда начинают греметь басы,
Пойми, это тебя зовут.
Отдайся ритму, пусть он заведёт тебя,
И не останавливайся, пока звучит музыка.
Заведись! Заведись! Заведись!
Пусть ритм проникнет в каждую клеточку твоего тела,
Ты должна открыться и впустить его.
Ведь когда ритм завладевает тобой, ты начинаешь двигаться очень зажигательно
И понимаешь, почему все парни наблюдают за тобой.
Они хотят повторить наш стиль,
Они изучают нашу технику танца.
Им нравится, как мы это делаем,
Поэтому они…
Но если они будут тормозить,
Им лучше уйти отсюда,
Потому что это клубный ритм для клубных девчонок.
Каждый раз, когда начинают греметь басы,
Пойми, это тебя зовут.
Отдайся ритму, пусть он заведёт тебя,
И не останавливайся, пока звучит музыка.
Заведись! Заведись! Заведись!
Давай, девочка, ты ведь знаешь, что умеешь это.
Кому говорю? (Они ведь смотрят!)
Давай, девочка, давай! Давай, девочка, давай!
Вперёд, в сторону, назад, но не обращай на них внимания.
Не останавливайся, девочка, это твоя ночь, затми всех сегодня.
Я знаю, что он считает тебя супердевчонкой, но он не знает, как завести тебя.
Заведись! Заведись! Заведись! Заведись!
This is the key that makes us wind up
When the beat comes on the girls all line up
And the boys all look
But no they can’t touch
But the girls want to know why the boys like us so much
They like the way we dance
They like the way we work
They like the way the LAMB is going across my shirt
They like the way my pants complements my shake(this shit is crazy right)
They like the way we react every time we hear the base
Every time the base bangs
Realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up
And don’t stop until your time is up
Wind it up, Wind it up, Wind it up
You got to let the beat get your under skin
You got to open up and let it all in
But see once it gets in the popping begins
Then you’ll find out why all the boys stare
They’re trying to buy our style
Trying to study our approach
They like the way we do it
So they
I guess if they are slow
So they should leave the room
This beat is for the clubs and closet girl
Every time the base bangs
Realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up
And don’t stop until your time is up
Wind it up, Wind it up, Wind it Up, wind it up
Uh huh uh huh come on girl you know you own it
Hell yea ( you know they’re watching)
Get it girl,get it get it girl, get it girl get it get it girl
To the front to the side to the back but don’t let them ride
Keep going girl its your night don’t let them steal your light
I know he thinks your fine and stuff but does he know how to wind you up
Wind it up, wind it up, wind it up, wind it up
(Пение йодлем [напев альпийских горцев в Австрии, Швейцарии, Юж. Баварии])
Вот, что нас заводит:
Когда начинает звучать ритм, все девчонки высыпают на танцпол.
А парни могут только смотреть,
Потому что им нельзя трогать.
Мы, девчонки, хотим знать, за что парни нас так сильно любят.
Им нравится, как мы танцуем,
Им нравится, как мы двигаем телом,
Им нравится надпись LAMB на моей рубашке.
Им нравится, как мои брюки подчёркивают форму попки (и я их, О, как понимаю!)
Им нравится, как мы реагируем на музыку.
Каждый раз, когда начинают греметь басы,
Пойми, это тебя зовут.
Отдайся ритму, пусть он заведёт тебя,
И не останавливайся, пока звучит музыка.
Заведись! Заведись! Заведись!
Пусть ритм проникнет в каждую клеточку твоего тела,
Ты должна открыться и впустить его.
Ведь когда ритм завладевает тобой, ты начинаешь двигаться очень зажигательно
И понимаешь, почему все парни наблюдают за тобой.
Они хотят повторить наш стиль,
Они изучают нашу технику танца.
Им нравится, как мы это делаем,
Поэтому они…
Но если они будут тормозить,
Им лучше уйти отсюда,
Потому что это клубный ритм для клубных девчонок.
Каждый раз, когда начинают греметь басы,
Пойми, это тебя зовут.
Отдайся ритму, пусть он заведёт тебя,
И не останавливайся, пока звучит музыка.
Заведись! Заведись! Заведись!
Давай, девочка, ты ведь знаешь, что умеешь это.
Кому говорю? (Они ведь смотрят!)
Давай, девочка, давай! Давай, девочка, давай!
Вперёд, в сторону, назад, но не обращай на них внимания.
Не останавливайся, девочка, это твоя ночь, затми всех сегодня.
Я знаю, что он считает тебя супердевчонкой, но он не знает, как завести тебя.
Заведись! Заведись! Заведись! Заведись!
(Yodeling)
This is the key that makes us wind up
When the beat comes on the girls all line up
And the boys all look
But no they can’t touch
But the girls
They like the way we dance
They like the way we work
They love my shirt.
They like my shake (this shit is crazy right)
They like the base
Every time the base bangs
Realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up
And don’t stop until your time is up
Wind it up, Wind it up, Wind it up
Get your under skin
You got to open up
But see once it gets in the popping begins
Then you’ll find out why all the boys stare
They’re trying to buy our style
Trying to study our approach
They like it
So they
I guess if they are slow
So they should leave the room
This is a beat
Every time the base bangs
Realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up
And don’t stop until your time is up
Wind it up, Wind it up, Wind it Up, wind it up
Uh huh uh huh come on
Hell yea (you know they’re watching)
Get it girl, get it get it girl, get it girl get it get it girl
But don’t let them ride
Dont let them steal your light
I know what you think.
Wind it up, wind it up, wind it up, wind it up
(Yodel singing [tune of alpine mountaineers in Austria, Switzerland, South Bavaria])
This is what turns us on:
When the rhythm begins to sound, all the girls are poured on the dance floor.
And guys can only watch,
Because they can not touch.
We girls want to know why guys love us so much.
They like the way we dance,
They like the way we move the body,
They like the inscription LAMB on my shirt.
They like how my pants emphasize the shape of the ass (and I, Oh, how I understand them!)
They like the way we react to music.
Every time the bass starts to boom,
Understand, this is your name.
Give yourself to the rhythm, let it lead you,
And don't stop while the music is playing.
Get started! Get started! Get started!
Let the rhythm penetrate every cell of your body,
You have to open up and let him in.
After all, when the rhythm takes hold of you, you start moving very incendiary.
And you understand why all the guys are watching you.
They want to repeat our style,
They learn our dance technique.
They like the way we do it,
Therefore, they ...
But if they slow down,
They better get out of here,
Because this is a club rhythm for club girls.
Every time the bass starts to boom,
Understand, this is your name.
Give yourself to the rhythm, let it lead you,
And don't stop while the music is playing.
Get started! Get started! Get started!
Come on girl, you know that you can do it.
Who am I talking to? (They're watching!)
Come on, girl, come on! Come on, girl, come on!
Forward, to the side, back, but do not pay attention to them.
Don't stop, girl, this is your night, overshadow everyone today.
I know that he considers you a supergirl, but he doesn’t know how to lead you.
Get started! Get started! Get started! Get started!
This is the key that makes us wind up
When the beat comes on the girls all line up
And the boys all look
But no they can’t touch
But the girls
They like the way we dance
They like the way we work
They love my shirt.
They like my shake (this shit is crazy right)
They like the base
Every time the base bangs
Realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up
And don’t stop until your time is up
Wind it up, Wind it up, Wind it up
Get your under skin
You got to open up
But see once it gets in the popping begins
Then you’ll find out why all the boys stare
They’re trying to buy our style
Trying to study our approach
They like it
So they
I guess if they are slow
So they should leave the room
This is a beat
Every time the base bangs
Realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up
And don’t stop until your time is up
Wind it up, Wind it up, Wind it Up, wind it up
Uh huh uh huh come on
Hell yea (you know they’re watching)
Get it girl, get it get it girl, get it girl get it get it girl
But don’t let them ride
Dont let them steal your light
I know what you think.
Wind it up, wind it up, wind it up, wind it up
(Yodel singing [tune of alpine mountaineers in Austria, Switzerland, South Bavaria])
This is what turns us on:
When the rhythm begins to sound, all the girls are poured on the dance floor.
And guys can only watch,
Because they can not touch.
We girls want to know why guys love us so much.
They like the way we dance,
They like the way we move the body,
They like the inscription LAMB on my shirt.
They like how my pants emphasize the shape of the ass (and I, Oh, how I understand them!)
They like the way we react to music.
Every time the bass starts to boom,
Understand, this is your name.
Give yourself to the rhythm, let it lead you,
And don't stop while the music is playing.
Get started! Get started! Get started!
Let the rhythm penetrate every cell of your body,
You have to open up and let him in.
After all, when the rhythm takes hold of you, you start moving very incendiary.
And you understand why all the guys are watching you.
They want to repeat our style,
They learn our dance technique.
They like the way we do it,
Therefore, they ...
But if they slow down,
They better get out of here,
Because this is a club rhythm for club girls.
Every time the bass starts to boom,
Understand, this is your name.
Give yourself to the rhythm, let it lead you,
And don't stop while the music is playing.
Get started! Get started! Get started!
Come on girl, you know that you can do it.
Who am I talking to? (They're watching!)
Come on, girl, come on! Come on, girl, come on!
Forward, to the side, back, but do not pay attention to them.
Don't stop, girl, this is your night, overshadow everyone today.
I know that he considers you a supergirl, but he doesn’t know how to lead you.
Get started! Get started! Get started! Get started!