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Can't look at it the same after the lyrics but damn is it catchy

[Ah!]
I don’t know if you know
why it needs to be hot
I don’t know if you know
why it needs to be clean
I don’t know if you know,
it’ll be a problem if you’re confused
I don’t know if you know but we like,
we we we like to party
Source: LYBIO.net

Hey there
If I’m going to introduce myself
I’m a cool guy with courage,
spirit and craziness
What you wanna hear,
what you wanna do is me
Damn! Girl! You so freakin sexy!

Ah Ah Ah Ah I’m a…
Ah Ah Ah Ah I’m a…
Ah Ah Ah Ah
I’m a mother father gentleman

I’m a
Ah I’m a
I’m a mother father gentleman
I’m a
Ah I’m a
I’m a mother father gentleman
 

I don’t know if you know
why it needs to be smooth
I don’t know if you know
why it needs to be sexy
I don’t know if you know darling,
hurry and come be crazy
I don’t know if you know,
it’s crazy, crazy, hurry up

Hey there
Your head, waist, legs, calves
Good! Feeling feeling?
Good! It’s soft
I’ll make you gasp and
I’ll make you scream
Damn! Girl! I’m a party mafia!

Ah Ah Ah Ah I’m a…
Ah Ah Ah Ah I’m a…
Ah Ah Ah Ah
I’m a mother father gentleman
I’m a
Ah I’m a
I’m a mother father gentleman
I’m a
Ah I’m a
I’m a mother father gentleman

Gonna make you sweat.
Gonna make you wet
You know who I am Wet PSY
Gonna make you sweat.
Gonna make you wet.
You know who I am
Wet PSY! Wet PSY! Wet PSY!
Wet PSY! PSY! PSY! PSY!
Ah I’m a mother father gentleman
I’m a
Ah I’m a
I’m a mother father gentleman
I’m a
Ah I’m a
I’m a mother father gentleman

Mother father gentleman

Mother father gentleman

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WET PSY WET PSY WET PSY

LOLOLOLOLOL

Can't look at it the same after the lyrics but damn is it catchy

[Ah!]

I don’t know if you know

why it needs to be hot

I don’t know if you know

why it needs to be clean

I don’t know if you know,

it’ll be a problem if you’re confused

I don’t know if you know but we like,

we we we like to party

Source: LYBIO.net

Hey there

If I’m going to introduce myself

I’m a cool guy with courage,

spirit and craziness

What you wanna hear,

what you wanna do is me

Damn! Girl! You so freakin sexy!

Ah Ah Ah Ah I’m a…

Ah Ah Ah Ah I’m a…

Ah Ah Ah Ah

I’m a mother father gentleman

I’m a

Ah I’m a

I’m a mother father gentleman

I’m a

Ah I’m a

I’m a mother father gentleman

 

I don’t know if you know

why it needs to be smooth

I don’t know if you know

why it needs to be sexy

I don’t know if you know darling,

hurry and come be crazy

I don’t know if you know,

it’s crazy, crazy, hurry up

Hey there

Your head, waist, legs, calves

Good! Feeling feeling?

Good! It’s soft

I’ll make you gasp and

I’ll make you scream

Damn! Girl! I’m a party mafia!

Ah Ah Ah Ah I’m a…

Ah Ah Ah Ah I’m a…

Ah Ah Ah Ah

I’m a mother father gentleman

I’m a

Ah I’m a

I’m a mother father gentleman

I’m a

Ah I’m a

I’m a mother father gentleman

Gonna make you sweat.

Gonna make you wet

You know who I am Wet PSY

Gonna make you sweat.

Gonna make you wet.

You know who I am

Wet PSY! Wet PSY! Wet PSY!

Wet PSY! PSY! PSY! PSY!

Ah I’m a mother father gentleman

I’m a

Ah I’m a

I’m a mother father gentleman

I’m a

Ah I’m a

I’m a mother father gentleman

Mother father gentleman

Mother father gentleman

yess xD

OMG xD That dance better get popular like Gagnam! It's sexy >o>

TRUST ME IT WILL

Gangnam Style was better imo.

UUM MAYBE BUT THAT ONE IS REALLY AWESOOOM

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Am i the only one who find PSY songs extremely stupid?

Actually not just PSY's, all modern song truly lack the lyrical talent and the politics touch of the 90s, Now all i can see is erotic dancing and senseless lyrics.

 

Please compare these lyrics to Tupac Amaru Shakur's poem and song "Changes".

 

 

Come on come on

I see no changes. Wake up in the morning and I ask myself,
"Is life worth living? Should I blast myself?"
I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm black.
My stomach hurts, so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch.
Cops give a damn about a negro? Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he's a hero.
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares? One less hungry mouth on the welfare.
First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal to brothers.
Give 'em guns, step back, and watch 'em kill each other.
"It's time to fight back", that's what Huey said.
2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead.
I got love for my brother, but we can never go nowhere
unless we share with each other. We gotta start makin' changes.
Learn to see me as a brother 'stead of 2 distant strangers.
And that's how it's supposed to be.
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
but things changed, and that's the way it is
 
[bridge w/ changing ad libs]
Come on come on
That's just the way it is
Things'll never be the same
That's just the way it is
aww yeah
[Repeat]
 
I see no changes. All I see is racist faces.
Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races we under.
I wonder what it takes to make this one better place...
let's erase the wasted.
Take the evil out the people, they'll be acting right.
'Cause both black and white are smokin' crack tonight.
And only time we chill is when we kill each other.
It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other.
And although it seems heaven sent,
we ain't ready to see a black President, uhh.
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact...
the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks.
But some things will never change.
Try to show another way, but they stayin' in the dope game.
Now tell me what's a mother to do?
Bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you.
You gotta operate the easy way.
"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way.
Sellin' crack to the kids. "I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, well that's the way it is.
 
[bridge]
 
[Talking:]
We gotta make a change...
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
and let's change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do
what we gotta do, to survive.
 
And still I see no changes. Can't a brother get a little peace?
There's war on the streets and the war in the Middle East.
Instead of war on poverty,
they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me.
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do.
But now I'm back with the facts givin' 'em back to you.
Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack you up.
You gotta learn to hold ya own.
They get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone.
But tell the cops they can't touch this.
I don't trust this, when they try to rush I bust this.
That's the sound of my tool. You say it ain't cool, but mama didn't raise no fool.
And as long as I stay black, I gotta stay strapped and I never get to lay back.
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the payback.
Some buck that I roughed up way back... comin' back after all these years.
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat. That's the way it is. uhh
 
[bridge 'til fade:]
Some things will never change

 
 
Well, one of the reasons today's songs are really worthless is the ridiculous high focus of visual quality of the video, instead of the song itself.
I doubt someone would listen to PSY's songs without that wacky dance...

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Am i the only one who find PSY songs extremely stupid?

Actually not just PSY's, all modern song truly lack the lyrical talent and the politics touch of the 90s, Now all i can see is erotic dancing and senseless lyrics.

 

Please compare these lyrics to Tupac Amaru Shakur's poem and song "Changes".

 

 

Come on come on

I see no changes. Wake up in the morning and I ask myself,

"Is life worth living? Should I blast myself?"

I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm black.

My stomach hurts, so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch.

Cops give a damn about a negro? Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he's a hero.

Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares? One less hungry mouth on the welfare.

First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal to brothers.

Give 'em guns, step back, and watch 'em kill each other.

"It's time to fight back", that's what Huey said.

2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead.

I got love for my brother, but we can never go nowhere

unless we share with each other. We gotta start makin' changes.

Learn to see me as a brother 'stead of 2 distant strangers.

And that's how it's supposed to be.

How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?

I'd love to go back to when we played as kids

but things changed, and that's the way it is

 

[bridge w/ changing ad libs]

Come on come on

That's just the way it is

Things'll never be the same

That's just the way it is

aww yeah

[Repeat]

 

I see no changes. All I see is racist faces.

Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races we under.

I wonder what it takes to make this one better place...

let's erase the wasted.

Take the evil out the people, they'll be acting right.

'Cause both black and white are smokin' crack tonight.

And only time we chill is when we kill each other.

It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other.

And although it seems heaven sent,

we ain't ready to see a black President, uhh.

It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact...

the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks.

But some things will never change.

Try to show another way, but they stayin' in the dope game.

Now tell me what's a mother to do?

Bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you.

You gotta operate the easy way.

"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way.

Sellin' crack to the kids. "I gotta get paid,"

Well hey, well that's the way it is.

 

[bridge]

 

[Talking:]

We gotta make a change...

It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.

Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live

and let's change the way we treat each other.

You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do

what we gotta do, to survive.

 

And still I see no changes. Can't a brother get a little peace?

There's war on the streets and the war in the Middle East.

Instead of war on poverty,

they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me.

And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do.

But now I'm back with the facts givin' 'em back to you.

Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack you up.

You gotta learn to hold ya own.

They get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone.

But tell the cops they can't touch this.

I don't trust this, when they try to rush I bust this.

That's the sound of my tool. You say it ain't cool, but mama didn't raise no fool.

And as long as I stay black, I gotta stay strapped and I never get to lay back.

'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the payback.

Some buck that I roughed up way back... comin' back after all these years.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat. That's the way it is. uhh

 

[bridge 'til fade:]

Some things will never change

 

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tw3TQY-tuQo

 

Well, one of the reasons today's songs are really worthless is the ridiculous high focus of visual quality of the video, instead of the song itself.

I doubt someone would listen to PSY's songs without that wacky dance...

dude i like me some tupac but you meed to shut up lmao 90s music wasnt that gr8 (they had their fair share of sex driven songs) an u sound like an elitist dick wad

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