Bruno Mars Top Songs

 

 

1

Uptown Funk

Bruno Mars – Uptown Funk

2

The Lazy Song

Bruno Mars – The Lazy Song

3

Just The Way You Are

Bruno Mars – Just The Way You Are

4

24k Magic

Bruno Mars – 24k Magic

5

That’s What I Like

Bruno Mars – That’s What I Like

6

Grenade

Bruno Mars – Grenade

7

It Will Rain

Bruno Mars – It Will Rain

8

Billionaire

Bruno Mars – Billionaire

9

Versace On The Floor

Bruno Mars – Versace On The Floor

10

Gorilla

Bruno Mars – Gorilla




Bruno Mars Top Ten Songs with Youtube Videos and Lyrics. Latest Songs Ranking on every 15th Day of Every Month, First on 1st and Second on 15th of Every Month for Worldwide Countries & Languages Songs. This Ranking is based on Algorithm which computes many Trending, Latest, and Other Factors.

 

#1 Uptown Funk

 

Artist: Bruno Mars, Mark Ranson

Genre: Funk, Boogie, Minneapolis Sound

Label: RCA

Album: Uptown Special

Released: November 10, 2014

 

Doh

Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh doh

Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh doh

Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh doh

Doh doh doh, doh duh (Aaaaaaow!)

 

This hit

That ice cold

Michelle Pfeiffer

That white gold

This one for them hood girls

Them good girls

Straight masterpieces

Stylin’, wilin

Livin’ in up in the city

Got chucks on with Saint Laurent

Gotta kiss myself I’m so pretty

 

I’m too hot (hot damn)

Call the po-lice and the fireman

I’m too hot (hot damn)

Make a dragon wanna retire, man

I’m too hot (hot damn)

Say my name you know who I am

I’m too hot (hot damn)

And my band ’bout that money

Break it down…

 

Girls hit your hallelujah (ooh)

Girls hit your hallelujah (ooh)

Girls hit your hallelujah (ooh)

‘Cause Uptown Funk gon’ give it to ya

‘Cause Uptown Funk gon’ give it to ya

‘Cause Uptown Funk gon’ give it to ya

Saturday night and we in the spot

Don’t believe me just watch (Come on)

 

Doh

Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh doh (Hah!)

 

Don’t believe me just watch

 

Doh

Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh doh (Hah!)

 

Don’t believe me just watch

Don’t believe me just watch

Don’t believe me just watch

Don’t believe me just watch

Hey, hey, hey, oh!

 

Stop

Wait a minute

Fill my cup put some liquor in it

Take a sip, sign a check

Julio, Get the stretch!

Ride to Harlem, Hollywood, Jackson, Mississippi

If we show up, we gon’ show out

Smoother than a fresh jar of Skippy

 

I’m too hot (hot damn)

Call the po-lice and the fireman

I’m too hot (hot damn)

Make a dragon wanna retire, man

I’m too hot (hot damn) {hot damn}

Bitch, say my name you know who I am

I’m too hot (hot damn)

And my band ’bout that money

Break it down…

 

Girls hit your hallelujah (ooh)

Girls hit your hallelujah (ooh)

Girls hit your hallelujah (ooh)

‘Cause Uptown Funk gon’ give it to ya

‘Cause Uptown Funk gon’ give it to ya

‘Cause Uptown Funk gon’ give it to ya

Saturday night and we in the spot

Don’t believe me just watch (come on)

 

Doh

Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh doh (Hah!)

 

Don’t believe me just watch

 

Doh

Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh doh (Hah!)

 

Don’t believe me just watch

Don’t believe me just watch

Don’t believe me just watch

Don’t believe me just watch

Hey, hey, hey, oh!

 

Before we leave

Let me tell y’all a little something

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up, uh

I said Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up

 

Come on, dance

Jump on it

If you sexy then flaunt it

If you freaky then own it

Don’t brag about it, come show me

Come on, dance

Jump on it

If you sexy then flaunt it

Well it’s Saturday night and we in the spot

Don’t believe me just watch (come on)

 

Doh

Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh doh (Hah!)

 

Don’t believe me just watch

 

Doh

Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh doh (Hah!)

 

Don’t believe me just watch

Don’t believe me just watch

Don’t believe me just watch

Don’t believe me just watch

Hey, hey, hey, oh!

 

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say whaa?!)

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say whaa?!)

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say whaa?!)

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up

Uptown Funk you up, Uptown Funk you up (say whaa?!)

Uptown Funk you up

Aaaaaaow!

 

#2 The Lazy Song

 

Artist: Bruno Mars

Genre: Reggae, Reggae-Pop, Ska

Label: Atlantic, Elektra

Album: Doo-Wops & Hooligans

Released: February 15, 2011

 

Today I don’t feel like doing anything

I just wanna lay in my bed

Don’t feel like picking up my phone

So leave a message at the tone

‘Cause today I swear I’m not doing anything.

 

Uh!

I’m gonna kick my feet up

Then stare at the fan

Turn the TV on, throw my hand in my pants

Nobody’s gonna tell me I can’t

 

I’ll be lounging on the couch,

Just chillin’ in my snuggie

Click to MTV, so they can teach me how to dougie

‘Cause in my castle I’m the freaking man

 

Oh, yes I said it

I said it

I said it ’cause I can

 

Today I don’t feel like doing anything

I just wanna lay in my bed

Don’t feel like picking up my phone

So leave a message at the tone

‘Cause today I swear I’m not doing anything

 

Nothing at all!

Ooh, hoo, ooh, hoo, ooh, ooh-ooh

Nothing at all

Ooh, hoo, ooh, hoo, ooh, ooh-ooh

 

Tomorrow I’ll wake up, do some P90X

Meet a really nice girl, have some really nice sex

And she’s gonna scream out: ‘This is Great’ (Oh my God, this is great!)

Yeah

 

I might mess around, and get my college degree

I bet my old man will be so proud of me

But sorry pops, you’ll just have to wait

Haha

 

Oh, yes I said it

I said it

I said it ’cause I can

 

Today I don’t feel like doing anything

I just wanna lay in my bed

Don’t feel like picking up my phone

So leave a message at the tone

‘Cause today I swear I’m not doing anything

 

No, I ain’t gonna comb my hair

‘Cause I ain’t going anywhere

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

I’ll just strut in my birthday suit

And let everything hang loose

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

 

Ooh

Today I don’t feel like doing anything

I just wanna lay in my bed

Don’t feel like picking up my phone

So leave a message at the tone

‘Cause today I swear I’m not doing anything

 

Nothing at all

Ooh, hoo, ooh, hoo, ooh, ooh-ooh

Nothing at all

Ooh, hoo, ooh, hoo, ooh, ooh-ooh

Nothing at all

 

#3 Just The Way You Are

 

Artist: Bruno Mars

Genre: pop, R&B

Label: Elektra, Atlantic

Album: Doo-Wops & Hooligans

Released: July 20, 2010

 

Ohhhhh ohhhhhh ohhhhhh ohhhhhhh

 

[Verse 1:]

Oh, her eyes, her eyes

Make the stars look like they’re not shinin’

Her hair, her hair

Falls perfectly without her trying

She’s so beautiful

And I tell her everyday

Yeah

 

I know, I know

When I compliment her she won’t believe me

And it’s so, it’s so

Sad to think that she don’t see what I see

But every time she asks me, “Do I look okay?”

I say,

 

[Chorus:]

When I see your face (face, face…)

There’s not a thing that I would change

‘Cause you’re amazing (amazing)

Just the way you are (are)

And when you smile (smile, smile…)

The whole world stops and stares for a while

‘Cause, girl, you’re amazing (amazing)

Just the way you are (are).

Yeah

 

[Verse 2:]

Her lips, her lips

I could kiss them all day if she’d let me

Her laugh, her laugh

She hates but I think it’s so sexy

She’s so beautiful

And I tell her everyday,

 

Oh you know, you know, you know

I’d never ask you to change

If perfect’s what you’re searching for

Then just stay the same

So don’t even bother asking if you look okay

You know I’ll say,

 

[Chorus:]

When I see your face (face, face…)

There’s not a thing that I would change

‘Cause you’re amazing (amazing)

Just the way you are (are)

And when you smile (smile, smile…)

The whole world stops and stares for a while

‘Cause, girl, you’re amazing (amazing)

Just the way you are (are)

 

The way you are

The way you are

Girl, you’re amazing (amazing)

Just the way you are (are)

 

[Chorus:]

When I see your face

There’s not a thing that I would change

‘Cause you’re amazing (amazing)

Just the way you are (are)

And when you smile

The whole world stops and stares for a while

‘Cause, girl, you’re amazing

Just the way you are

 

Yeah

 

#4 24k Magic

 

Artist: Bruno Mars

Genre: Funk, Disco, R&B

Label: Atlantic

Album: 24K Magic

Released: October 7, 2016

 

Tonight

I just want to take you higher

Throw your hands up in the sky

Let’s set this party off right

 

Players, put yo’ pinky rings up to the moon

Girls, what y’all trying to do?

24 karat magic in the air

Head to toe so player

Uh, look out!

 

Pop pop, it’s show time (Show time)

Show time (Show time)

Guess who’s back again?

Oh they don’t know? (Go on tell ’em)

Oh they don’t know? (Go on tell ’em)

I bet they know soon as we walk in (Showin’ up)

Wearing Cuban links (ya)

Designer minks (ya)

Inglewood’s finest shoes (Whoop, whoop)

Don’t look too hard

Might hurt ya’self

Known to give the color red the blues

 

Ooh shit, I’m a dangerous man with some money in my pocket

(Keep up)

So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket

(Keep up)

Why you mad? Fix ya face

Ain’t my fault y’all be jocking

(Keep up)

 

Players only, come on

Put your pinky rings up to the moon

Girls, what y’all trying to do?

24 karat magic in the air

Head to toe so player

Uh, look out!

 

Second verse for the hustlas (hustlas)

Gangstas (gangstas)

Bad bitches and ya ugly ass friends (Haha)

Can I preach? (Uh oh) Can I preach? (Uh oh)

I gotta show ’em how a pimp get it in

First, take your sip (sip), do your dip (dip)

Spend your money like money ain’t shit (Whoop, whoop)

We too fresh

Got to blame it on Jesus

Hashtag blessed

They ain’t ready for me

 

I’m a dangerous man with some money in my pocket

(Keep up)

So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket

(Keep up)

Why you mad? Fix ya face

Ain’t my fault y’all be jocking

(Keep up)

 

Players only, come on

Put your pinky rings up to the moon

Hey girls

What y’all trying to do?

24 karat magic in the air

Head to toe so player

Uh, look out!

 

(Wooh)

Everywhere I go they be like

Ooh, so player ooh

Everywhere I go they be like

Ooh, so player ooh

Everywhere I go they be like

Ooh, so player ooh

Now, now, now

Watch me break it down like (Uh)

24 karat, 24 karat magic

What’s that sound?

24 karat, 24 karat magic

Come on now

24 karat, 24 karat magic

Don’t fight the feeling

Invite the feeling

 

Just put your pinky rings up to the moon

Girls, what y’all trying to do?

24 karat magic in the air

Head to toe so player

Put your pinky rings up to the moon

Girls, what y’all trying to do? (Do)

24 karat magic in the air

Head to toe so player

(24 karat)

Uh, look out

 

(24 karat magic, magic, magic)

 

#5 That’s What I Like

 

Artist: Bruno Mars

Genre: R&B, Hip-Hop Soul, New Jack Swing

Label: Atlantic

Album: 24k Magic

Released: January 30, 2017

 

Hey, hey, hey

I got a condo in Manhattan

Baby girl, what’s hatnin’?

You and your ass invited

So gon’ and get to clappin’

Go pop it for a player

Pop, pop it for me

Turn around and drop it for a player

Drop, drop it for me

I’ll rent a beach house in Miami

Wake up with no jammies (Nope)

Lobster tail for dinner

Julio serve that scampi (Julio!)

You got it if you want it

Got, got it if you want it

Said you got it if you want it

Take my wallet if you want it now

 

Jump in the Cadillac, girl, let’s put some miles on it

Anything you want, just to put a smile on it

You deserve it baby, you deserve it all

And I’m gonna give it to you

 

Gold jewelry shining so bright

Strawberry champagne on ice

Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Sex by the fire at night

Silk sheets and diamonds all white

Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

 

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico

Say the word and we go

You can be my freaka

Girl, I’ll be a fleeko, mamacita

I will never make a promise that I can’t keep

I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave

Shopping sprees in Paris

Everything 24 karats

Take a look in that mirror

Now tell me who’s the fairest

Is it you? (is it you?) Is it me? (is it me?)

Say it’s us (say it’s us) and I’ll agree, baby

 

Jump in the Cadillac, girl, let’s put some miles on it

Anything you want, just to put a smile on it

You deserve it baby, you deserve it all

And I’m gonna give it to you

 

Gold jewelry shining so bright

Strawberry champagne on ice

Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Sex by the fire at night

Silk sheets and diamonds all white

Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

 

[Bridge]

If you say you want a good time

Well here I am baby, here I am baby

Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me

Tell me what’s on your mind (what’s on your mind)

If you want it, girl come and get it

All this is here for you

Tell me, baby, tell me, tell me, baby

What you tryna do

 

Gold jewelry shining so bright

Strawberry champagne on ice

Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Sex by the fire at night (Sex by the fire at night)

Silk sheets and diamonds all white

Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

 

#6 Grenade

 

Artist: Bruno Mars

Genre: pop, R&B

Label: Elektra

Album: Doo-Wops & Hooligans

Released: September 28, 2010

 

Easy come, easy go

That’s just how you live, oh

Take, take, take it all

But you never give

Should’ve known you was trouble

From the first kiss

Had your eyes wide open

Why were they open?

 

[Pre-Chorus:]

Gave you all I had

And you tossed it in the trash

You tossed it in the trash, you did

To give me all your love is all I ever asked

‘Cause what you don’t understand is…

 

[Chorus:]

I’d catch a grenade for you (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Throw my hand on a blade for you (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I’d jump in front of a train for you (yeah, yeah, yeah)

You know I’d do anything for you (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh, I would go through all this pain

Take a bullet straight through my brain

Yes, I would die for you, baby

But you won’t do the same

 

No, no, no, no

 

Black, black, black and blue

Beat me ’til I’m numb

Tell the devil I said “Hey” when you get back to where you’re from

Mad woman, bad woman

That’s just what you are

Yeah, you’ll smile in my face then rip the brakes out my car

 

[Pre-Chorus:]

Gave you all I had

And you tossed it in the trash

You tossed it in the trash, yes you did

To give me all your love is all I ever asked

‘Cause what you don’t understand is…

 

[Chorus:]

I’d catch a grenade for you (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Throw my hand on a blade for you (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I’d jump in front of a train for you (yeah, yeah, yeah)

You know I’d do anything for you (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh, I would go through all this pain

Take a bullet straight through my brain

Yes, I would die for you, baby

But you won’t do the same

 

[Bridge:]

If my body was on fire

Oh, you’d watch me burn down in flames

You said you loved me, you’re a liar

‘Cause you never, ever, ever did, baby

 

[Chorus:]

But, darling, I’d still catch a grenade for you (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Throw my hand on a blade for you (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I’d jump in front of a train for you (yeah, yeah, yeah)

You know I’d do anything for you (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh, I would go through all this pain

Take a bullet straight through my brain

Yes, I would die for you, baby

But you won’t do the same

 

No, you won’t do the same

You wouldn’t do the same

Oh, you’d never do the same

Oh, no no no, oh

 

#7 It Will Rain

 

Artist: Bruno mars

Genre: Pop, Pop-Soul, Soft Rock

Label: Chop Shop, Elektra, Atlantic Records

Album: The Twilight Saga: breaking Dawn – Part 1: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack

Released: September 27, 2011

 

If you ever leave me, baby,

Leave some morphine at my door

‘Cause it would take a whole lot of medication

To realize what we used to have,

We don’t have it anymore.

 

There’s no religion that could save me

No matter how long my knees are on the floor (Ooh)

So keep in mind all the sacrifices I’m makin’

To keep you by my side

To keep you from walkin’ out the door.

 

‘Cause there’ll be no sunlight

If I lose you, baby

There’ll be no clear skies

If I lose you, baby

Just like the clouds

My eyes will do the same, if you walk away

Everyday it’ll rain, rain, ra-a-a-ain

 

I’ll never be your mother’s favorite

Your daddy can’t even look me in the eye

Ooh, if I was in their shoes, I’d be doing the same thing

Sayin’ “There goes my little girl

Walkin’ with that troublesome guy”

 

But they’re just afraid of something they can’t understand

Ooh, but little darlin’ watch me change their minds

Yeah for you I’ll try, I’ll try, I’ll try, I’ll try

I’ll pick up these broken pieces ’til I’m bleeding

If that’ll make you mine

 

‘Cause there’ll be no sunlight

If I lose you, baby

There’ll be no clear skies

If I lose you, baby

Just like the clouds

My eyes will do the same, if you walk away

Everyday it’ll rain, rain, ra-a-a-ain

 

Oh, don’t you say (don’t you say) goodbye (goodbye),

Don’t you say (don’t you say) goodbye (goodbye)

I’ll pick up these broken pieces ’til I’m bleeding

If that’ll make it right

 

‘Cause there’ll be no sunlight

If I lose you, baby

There’ll be no clear skies

If I lose you, baby

And just like the clouds

My eyes will do the same, if you walk away

Everyday it’ll rain, rain, ra-a-a-ain

 

#8 Billionaire

 

Artist: Bruno Mars, Travie Mccoy

Genre: Reggae-Pop, Hip-Hop, Pop, Rap

Label: Fueled By Ramen

Album: Lazarus

Release: March 9, 2010

 

[Bruno Mars]

I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad

Buy all of the things I never had

Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine

Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen

 

Oh every time I close my eyes

I see my name in shining lights, yeah

A different city every night, oh I

I swear the world better prepare

For when I’m a billionaire

 

[Travis “Travie” McCoy]

Yeah I would have a show like Oprah

I would be the host of everyday Christmas

Give Travie your wish list

I’d probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt

And adopt a bunch of babies that ain’t never had shit

Give away a few Mercedes like ‘Here lady have this’

And last but not least grant somebody their last wish

It’s been a couple months that I’ve been single so

You can call me Travie Claus minus the Ho Ho

Ha ha get it? I’d probably visit where Katrina hit

And damn sure do a lot more than FEMA did

Yeah, can’t forget about me, stupid

Everywhere I go, Imma have my own theme music

 

Oh every time I close my eyes (what you see what you see brah?)

I see my name in shining lights (uhuh uhuh yeah what else?)

A different city every night, oh I

I swear the world better prepare (for what?)

For when I’m a billionaire

Oh oooh oh oooh for when I’m a billionaire

Oh oooh oh oooh for when I’m a billionaire

 

[Travis “Travie” McCoy]

I’ll be playing basketball with the President

Dunking on his delegates

Then I’ll compliment him on his political etiquette

Toss a couple milli in the air just for the heck of it

But keep the fives, twenties, tens and bens completely separate

And yeah I’ll be in a whole new tax bracket

We in recession but let me take a crack at it

I’ll probably take whatever’s left and just split it up

So everybody that I love can have a couple bucks

And not a single tummy around me would know what hungry was

Eating good, sleeping soundly

I know we all have a similar dream

Go in your pocket, pull out your wallet

And put it in the air and sing

 

[Bruno Mars]

I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad (so bad)

Buy all of the things I never had (buy everything ha ha)

Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine

Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen (what up Oprah)

 

Oh every time I close my eyes (what ya see, what you see brah?)

I see my name in shining lights (uh huh, uh huh, what else?)

A different city every night, oh I

I swear the world better prepare (for what?)

For when I’m a billionaire (yeah, sing it)

Oh oooh oh oooh when I’m a billionaire

Oh oooh oh oooh

 

I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad!

 

#9 Versace On The Floor

 

Artist: Bruno Mars

Genre: R&B

label: Atlantic

Album: 24K Magic

Released: June 13, 2017

 

Let’s take our time tonight, girl

Above us all the stars are watchin’

There’s no place I’d rather be in this world

Your eyes are where I’m lost in

Underneath the chandelier

We’re dancin’ all alone

There’s no reason to hide

What we’re feelin’ inside

Right now

 

So, baby, let’s just turn down the lights and close the door

Ooh, I love that dress, but you won’t need it anymore

No, you won’t need it no more

Let’s just kiss ’til we’re naked, baby

 

Versace on the floor

Ooh, take it off for me, for me, for me, for me now, girl

Versace on the floor

Ooh, take it off for me, for me, for me, for me now, girl

 

I unzip the back to watch it fall

While I kiss your neck and shoulders

No, don’t be afraid to show it all

I’ll be right here ready to hold you

Girl, you know you’re perfect from

Your head down to your heels

Don’t be confused by my smile

‘Cause I ain’t ever been more for real, for real

 

So just turn down the lights

And close the door

Ooh, I love that dress, but you won’t need it anymore

No, you won’t need it no more

Let’s just kiss ’til we’re naked, baby

 

Versace on the floor

Ooh, take it off for me, for me, for me, for me now, girl

Versace on the floor

Ooh, take it off for me, for me, for me, for me now, girl

Dance

 

It’s warmin’ up

Can you feel it?

It’s warmin’ up

Can you feel it?

It’s warmin’ up

Can you feel it, baby?

It’s warmin’ up

Oh, seems like you’re ready for more, more, more

Let’s just kiss ’til we’re naked

 

Versace on the floor

Hey, baby

Take it off for me, for me, for me, for me now, girl

Versace on the floor

Ooh, take it off for me, for me, for me, for me now, girl

 

Versace on the floor

Floor

Floor

 

#10 Gorilla

 

Artist: Bruno Mars

Genre: Rock, Soft Rock

Label: Atlantic

Album: Unorthodox Jukebox

Released: September 10, 2013

 

Ooh I got a body full of liquor

With a cocaine kicker

And I’m feeling like I’m thirty feet tall

So lay it down, lay it down

 

You got your legs up in the sky

With the devil in your eyes

Let me hear you say you want it all

Say it now, say it now

 

Look what you’re doing, look what you’ve done

But in this jungle you can’t run

‘Cause what I got for you

I promise it’s a killer,

You’ll be banging on my chest

Bang bang, gorilla

 

Ooh, yeah

You and me baby making love like gorillas

Ooh, yeah

You and me baby making love like gorillas

 

Yeah, I got a fistful of your hair

But you don’t look like you’re scared

You just smile and tell me, “Daddy, it’s yours.”

‘Cause you know how I like it,

You’s a dirty little lover

 

If the neighbors call the cops,

Call the sheriff, call the SWAT ‒ we don’t stop,

We keep rocking while they’re knocking on our door

And you’re screaming, “Give it to me baby,

[Clean version:] Give it like you wanna!”

[Explicit version:] Give it to me motherfucker!”

 

Oh, look what you’re doing, look what you’ve done

But in this jungle you can’t run

‘Cause what I got for you

I promise it’s a killer,

You’ll be banging on my chest

Bang bang, gorilla

 

Ooh, yeah

You and me baby making love like gorillas

Ooh, yeah

You and me baby making love like gorillas

 

I bet you never ever felt so good, so good

I got your body trembling like it should, it should

You’ll never be the same baby once I’m done with you

You [x3]

 

Oh, you with me baby making love like gorillas

 

Ooh, yeah

You and me baby we’ll be fuckin’ like gorillas

Ooh, yeah (Yeah, yeah, baby, baby, oh yeah, yeah)

You and me baby making love like gorillas

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