Lyrics
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Intro: Fergie & Pitbull
I'm so 3008 (LMFAO)
I'm so 3008 (Armando Bond, double 'O' 305)
I'm so 3008
I'm so 3008 (That we ready, they can go ahead and beat me up)
Chorus: Fergie
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
Verse 1: Pitbull
Houston, we have a problem (problem)
NASA better call 'em (call 'em)
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 (takeoff)
I'm so ahead of the game
I'm trying to catch up to myself (It's selfish)
Y'all sound like me in 2004
It's the truth, I can't help it
Y'all so late, latе, late, late, late
Y'all so lamе, my father's gone
But thank god he came, chevys on satellite dishes
Them boys so futuristic, mami, your ass so jupiter
That ass is so huge-i-listic, I know it ain't a word
But that is some super [?] futuristic shit
Chorus: Fergie
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
Verse 2: Pitbull
Houston, we have a problem (problem)
NASA better call 'em (call 'em)
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 (takeoff)
Just like [?] said, even if i stutter
I sh-sh-shit on you, out of signed checks
It's the only thing I learned from literature
Keep thinking that I won't get ya
I'm not a creature, I'm a caricature
Beam me up, Scotty (g-g-g-give it to her)
Chevys on satellite dishes
Them boys so futuristic, mami, your ass so jupiter
That ass is so huge-i-listic, I know it ain't a word
But that is some super [?] futuristic shit
Chorus: Fergie
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight, you so 2000 and late
I'm so 3000 and eight
Outro: Pitbull
It's official, folks
I'm Mr. 305, shuttle has blasted off
One time, Polo Grounds (Mr. 305 Inc.)
Welcome back to the future
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