Imma Be - Black Eyed Peas & Daddy Yankee

When I wake up in the morning happy I got a lot of people talking at me As if in my shoes, they'd walk every mile, yeah So I deal with negativity all day But I ain't gon' let it rub me the wrong way To each his own, and I walk away with a smile Cause until I share my life with someone else I'm a find my good times by myself And you'll never see me sad about it, no Singin' Na na na I'm a be Na na na I'm a be Na na na I'm a be cool Oh I'm a be alright Na na na I'm a be Na na na na I'm a be Na na na I'm a be cool Don't worry 'bout me Ooh ooh oh... As you can see I ain't a stressed out person I don't really think the time is worth it I'd rather spend it with a girl and my guitar (And it sounds something like...) But I ain't really found a girl that gets me But that don't mean I walk around feelin' empty It only means I gotta be patient for a while And that's alright Cause until I share my life with someone else I'm a find my good times by myself And you'll never see me sad about it, no no Singin' Na na na I'm a be Na na na I'm a be Na na na I'm a be cool Oh I'm a be alright Na na na I'm a be Na na na na I'm a be Na na na I'm a be cool Don't worry 'bout me Ooh ooh oh... (I feel you Cody, we just chillin', we just chillin') Nah brotha it's nothing, I'm not buggin' I wake up in the morning and enjoy an English muffin Little fried egg with a side of turkey bake And I'm dancing round the kitchen listenin' to T-Pain I understand things won't always go my way Instead of tryin' to force it I just try and ride the wave Go in, around, and up, and down, and never look away Stay focused on that level ground and things will turn out straight Yeah my intuition's fabulous, instincts are simply great And my homies keep me grounded, never worried bout the hate If you hear them talkin' bad, then this is what you do Look 'em in the face and say I'll be cool Tell em Cody, bruh Na na na I'm a be Na na na I'm a be Na na na I'm a be cool Oh I'm a be alright Na na na I'm a be Na na na na I'm a be Na na na I'm a be cool Don't worry 'bout me Ooh ooh oh... Don't worry 'bout me Ooh ooh oh... Don't worry 'bout me, I'm a be cool Ooh ooh oh... Don't worry 'bout me Ooh ooh oh... Don't worry 'bout me

Momma told me I'ma be a star one day Woke up in the morning and kissed my face "Time to go, you're too special To lay around my house and take up space You're gonna do something for the human race You didn't get my eyes but you got my face Now go find some dream to chase" Momma told me I'ma be a star one day Went to all the games that I didn't play Said, "Stay strong, it won't take long You started off slow but you'll get there quick Zip that coat so you don't get sick Believe in yourself, boy, that's the trick You're building this thing up brick by brick" She would pick me up from practice And she'd take me home from school She made me believe in magic She knew Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy, too Momma told me I'ma be a star one day Cried a little bit when I went away I grew up, and all that stuff She told me I need to pick up my phone "If it doesn't work out, you can come back home" Knew I couldn't go 'cause I'm too grown Gotta figure this out alone But she helped me move to my apartment In the center of downtown L.A. Hugged me and said, "You're just getting started I know that my star will find a way"

Imma tell you 'bout it right here, baby Here we go Imma tell you what I've been thinkin' 'bout Took a minute but I figured out Life's better when you're around It's the way I wanna keep it Imma feelin' good 'bout where we're at Well, if you wanna lay on the gas We can get to forever fast Look, I can see it Imma put your flowers on a windowsill Imma drive you wild, like I drive a tractor Imma rock you hard like a Telecaster Imma crazy for you, baby Imma tell you, girl California, Carolina You ain't gonna find a country boy Gonna love you more than I'ma Yeah, baby Imma let you smile and roll your eyes But now you know what's on my mind Lookin' at you, girl, I can tell Imma have to buy a hammer and a bunch of nails Imma put your flowers on a windowsill Imma drive you wild, like I drive a tractor Imma rock you hard like a Telecaster Imma crazy for you, baby Imma tell you, girl California, Carolina You ain't gonna find a country boy Gonna love you more than I'ma Imma hold you close by the firelight Imma let you steal my shirts Imma thank the good Lord When I find that little piece of outskirt dirt Imma put your flowers on a windowsill Imma drive you wild, like I drive a tractor Imma rock you hard like a Telecaster Imma crazy for you, baby Imma tell you, girl California, Carolina You ain't gonna find a country boy Gonna love you more than I'ma Maybe you ain't gon' find it? Aw, hell no Country boy gonna love you more than Imma Aw, yeah California, Carolina You ain't gonna find a country boy Gonna love you more than Imma