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That's what we do
We bring the boom
We bring the boom to you
We bring the boom
We bring the boom to everyone
We bring the boom
Your favorite father and son
Every afternoon on your FYP
We'll be bringin' the boom around a quarter past three
We bring the boom so loud, the whole Earth shakes
With double chunk chocolate cookies
And chicken bakes
Biceps and triceps bring the boom that everybody deserves
And we call him "Big Justice" 'cause that's what he serves
We bring the happiness and laughter when we enter the room
And we changin' up the world with the boom or doom
We bring the boom
That's what we do
We bring the boom
We bring the boom to you
We bring the boom
We bring the boom to everyone
We bring the boom
Mango Mango Mango Mango Mango Mango
Mango Mango Mango Mango Mango Mango
Mango Mango Mango Mango Mango Mango
Larin
Mango Mango Mango Mango Mango Mango
Mango Mango Mango Mango Mango Mango
Mango Mango Mango Mango Mango Mango
They know me where it snows, I skied in and they froze
I don't know no nothin' 'bout no ice, I'm just cold
Forty somethin' milli' subs or so, I've been told
I'm in my prime, and this ain't even final form
They knocked me down, but still, my feet, they find the floor
I went from living rooms straight out to sold out tours
Life's a fight, but trust, I'm ready for the war
Woah-oh-oh
This is how the story goes
Woah-oh-oh
I guess this is how the story goes
I'm in the thick of it, everybody knows
They know me where it snows, I skied in and they froze
I don't know no nothin' 'bout no ice, I'm just cold
Forty somethin' milli' subs or so, I've been told
From the screen to the ring, to the pen, to the king
Where's my crown? That's my bling
Always drama when I ring
See, I believe that if I see it in my heart
Smash through the ceiling 'cause I'm reaching for the stars