Rockin To The Beat Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat

Rockin To The Beat

Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat

Come the man with the disco gam
Step in the place and people are like Damn
Party get started with the cool on fan
Body get naughty and do all that I can

What is a band that can't really rock?
What's a MC that's rock on the spot?
What is a mic that ain't got no cable?
What's a DJ without the turn table?
What's a hot girl if she can't really dance?
What's electro without wearing tight pants?
What's a rhythm if it just don't bump?

Baby let me get in and give you just what you want
Give you what you need, Baby how you want it
Time to get nasty, Put your ass on it
Time to go on it on it on it, Time to go on it

Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat

Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat
Rockin To The Beat

Rockin To The Beat
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Rockin To The Beat

Rockin To The Beat

Pump It Harder Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Check it out,Check it out
Check it out,Check it out
Check it out,Check it out

1,2,2,2,2,2,2,2,2,2,2

Check it out,Check it out
Check it out,Check it out
Check it out,Check it out

1,2,2,2,2,2,2,2,2,2,2

Check it out,Check it out
Check it out,Check it out
Check it out,Check it out

1...

Dont you know pump better
You get to pump better (Yea)
Dont you know pump better (Turn that shit up)
You get to pump better (Turn that shit up)

Dont you know pump better (Yea)
You get to pump better
Dont you know pump better (Yea)
You get to pump better (Yea)

Dont you know pump better (Yea)
You get to pump better (Pump it)
Dont you know pump better (Yea)
You get to pump better (Pump it)
Dont you know pump better (Yea)
You get to pump better

Pump it
Pump it
Pump it
Pump it
Pump it
Pump it

Ha Ha Haaaaa

Pump it

Ha Ha Haaaaa

Pump it (Louder)
Pump it (Louder)
Pump it (Louder)
Pump it (Louder)

Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right.

[Will.I.Am:]
Niggas wanna hate on us
Niggas be envious
I know why they hatin' on us
Cause not so Fabolous
I'm a be real on us
Nobody got nuttin' on us
Girls be all on us, from London back down to the U.S.

We rockin' it contagious, monkey business outrageous
Just confess, your girl admits that we the shit
F R E S H we fresh, B E F, that's right we dep rock
We definite, BEP so

Pump it (Louder)
Pump it (Louder)
Pump it (Louder)
Pump it (Louder)

Pump it (Louder)
Pump it (Louder)
Pump it (Louder)

Pump it, Pump it, Pump it

Pump it, Pump it, Pump it

Puuummp Iitt

Dont you know pump better (Yea)
You get to pump better (Yea)

Dont you know pump better (Yea)
You get to pump better (Yea)'

Dont you know pump better (Yea)
You get to pump better (Yea)

Check it out,Check it out
Check it out,Check it out

[Apl:]
APL DE AP from Philippines
Live and direct, rockin' the scene
Break it on down for the B-boys and B-girls waiting to do they thing
Pump it, louder come on, don't stop, and keep it going
Move it and get it goin' do it

Come on, baby, do it (Hey)
Come on, baby, do it (Hey)

He-He-He-He-He-Hey
Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey
Come on, baby, do it
He-He-He-He-He-Hey
Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey
Come on, baby, do it
He-He-He-He-He-Hey
Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey
Come on, baby, do it
He-He-He-He-He-Hey
Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey

Pump it louder
Pump it louder
Pump it louder
Pump it louder
Pump it louder
Pump it louder
And say, oh oh oh oh
Say, oh oh oh oh

Let's Get Re-Started Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Let's get retarded in here

And the bass keeps running, running
And running, running
And running, running
And running, running
And running, running
And running, running
And running, running
And running, running
And-

In this context there's no disrespect
So when I bust my rhyme you break your necks
We got 5 minutes for us to disconnect
From all intellect and the let rhythm effect

To lose the inhibition, follow your intuition
Free your inner soul and break away from tradition
Cause when we beat out, girl it's pulling without
You wouldn't believe how we wil' shit out!
Burn it til it's burned out
Turn it til it's turned out
Actin' up from north, west, east, south

Everybody! (Yeah?)
Everybody! (Yeah?)
Let's get into it! (Yeah!)
Get stupid (Come on!)
Get retarded! (Come on!)
Get retarded! (Yeah!)
Get retarded!

Let's get retarded ha!
Let's get retarded in here!
Let's get retarded ha!
Let's get retarded in here!
Let's get retarded ha!
Let's get retarded in here!
Let's get retarded ha!
Let's get retarded in here!
Yea

Lose control of body and soul
Don't move too fast people just take it slow
Don't get ahead
Just jump into it
Y'all hear about it the Peas'll do it

Get started
Get stupid
Don't worry about it people we'll walk you through it
Step by step like an infant, new kid
Inch by inch with a new solution
Transmit hits with no delusion
The feeling's irresistible and that's how we move it

Everybody! (Yeah?)
Everybody! (Yeah?)
Let's get into it! (Yeah!)
Get stupid (Come on!)
Get retarded! (Come on!)
Get retarded! (Yeah!)
Get retarded!
Let's get retarded ha!
Let's get retarded in here!
Let's get retarded ha!
Let's get retarded in here!
Let's get retarded ha!
Let's get retarded in here!
Let's get retarded ha!
Let's get retarded in here!

It keeps running, running
And running, running
Come on y'all
Let's get cuckoo
Uh-huh, let's get cuckoo
(In here.) Eh eh
Why not get cuckoo
Uh-huh, let's get cuckoo
(In here.)
Why not get cuckoo
Uh-huh, let's get cuckoo
(In here.)
Oh, oh, oh
Ya ya ya ya
Ya ya ya ya
Ya ya ya ya
Ya ya ya Ya

Let's get I'll that's the deal
Out the gate, we will bring a punked Eye thrill (Just)
Lose your mind this is the time
Y'all can't sit still just to bang your spine (Just)
Bob your head, like Epilepsy
Up inside your club or in your Bentley
Get messy
Loud and sick
Your mind past normal on another head trip
So, come dumb now do not correct it
Let's get ignant
Let's get hectic

Everybody! (Yeah?)
Everybody! (Yeah?)
Let's get into it! (Yeah!)
Get stupid (Come on!)
Get retarded! (Come on!)
Get retarded! (Yeah!)
Get retarded!

Let's get retarded ha!
Let's get retarded in here!
Let's get retarded ha!
Let's get retarded in here!
Let's get retarded ha! (R-E-T-A-R-D-E-D)
Let's get retarded in here!
Let's get retarded ha!
Let's get retarded in here!
(R-E-T-A-R-D-E-D)
Running, running
And running, running
And running, running
And running, running
And running, running
And running, running

Shut The Phunk Up Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up [3x]
Shut it up, just shut up
Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up [3x]
Shut it up, just shut up

We're trying to take it slow
But we're still losin control
And we're trying to make it work
But it still ends up the worst
And I'm craaazzzy
For tryin to be your laaadddy
I think I'm goin crazy

Girl, me and you were just fine (you know)
We wine and dine
Did them things that couples do when in love (you know)
Walks on the beach and stuff (you know)
Things that lovers say and do
I love you boo, I love you too
I miss you a lot, I miss you even more
That's why I flew you out
When we was on tour
But then something got out of hand
You start yellin when I was my friends
Even though I had legitimate reasons (bull shit)
You know I have to make them dividends (bull shit)
How could you trust our private eyes girl
That's why you don't believe my lies
And quickly said shut up

Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up

We're trying to take it slow
But we're still losin control
And we're trying to make it work
But it still ends up the worst
And I'm craaazzzy
For tryin to be your laaadddy
I think I'm goin crazy

Why does emotion gotta move so fast
Love is progress if you could make it last
Why is it that you just lose control
Every time you agree on takin it slow
So why does it got to be so damn tough
Cuz fools in lust could never get enough of love
Showin the love that you be givin
Changing up your livin
For a lovin transition
Girl its a mission tryin to get you to listen
Feel mad at each other has become our tradition
You yell, I yell, everybody yells
Got neighbors across the street saying
"Who the hell?!?"
Who the hell?
What the hell's going down?
Too much of the bickering
Kill it with the sound and

Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up

We're trying to take it slow
But we're still losin control
And we're trying to make it work
But it still ends up the worst
And I'm craaazzzy
For tryin to be your laaadddy
I think I'm goin crazy

Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up [3x]
Shut it up, just shut up
Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up [3x]
Shut it up, just shut up

Girl our love is dyin
Why did you stop tryin
I never been a quita
But I do deserve betta
Believe me I will do better
Let's forget the past
And let's start this new plan
Why? Cuz it's the same old routine
And the next week I hear them scream
Girl I know you're tired of the things they say
You're damn right
Cuz I heard them lame damn excuses just yesterday
That was a different thing
No it ain't
That was a different thing
No it ain't
That was a different thing
It was the same damn thing
Same ass excuses
Boy you're useless
Woooaaahhh!!!

Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up [3x]
Shut it up, just shut up
Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up [3x]
Shut it up, just shut up

Oh nononohhh....
Don't go
Now please go
I don't know
Ohohoh....

Stop the talking baby
Or I start walking baby [repeat 9x]
Stop the yapping baby
What happened baby
Stop the talking baby
Or I start walking baby [repeat 1x]
Is that all there is [repeat till fade]

That's The Joint Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Yeah
A chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom

That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again

I like the way the rhythm makes me jump and move
It gots the feelin' that makes me wanna do my do
Got me feelin' joy, turn my gray sky blue
And when you hear a cut, baby doll, I know you

Will feel it huh? Get up on the floor start movin' some
Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb
And they be actin' dumb from the cut that playin'
People break they neck from this demonstration
We about mass appeal, no segregation
Got Black to Asian and Caucasian sayin'

"That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again"

Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
By the mind state affairs classified
And make your heat up and flare, I swear
A serenade, a soul and so beware

And what's happenin' here, seek one to help you
Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind
Maybe in time you can stop this crime
But until then, yo I'm-a rock a rhyme sayin'

"That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again"

It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam
It's got groove, it's got feelin'
A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom

It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam
It's got groove, it's got meanin'
A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom

Got the state's appeal with the joint's that real
I don't need no steel to make my point
Get down and dirty 'cause that's my joint
Ha! We preferably make all points

Through a nation we build off the musical field
Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel
Any time or place, on stage in ya face
Over tea in Earth and outer space

Because we rock that shit, we flip that shit
Some east coast, west coast cosmic shit
Some north bound shit, some some south bound shit
Some overseas, London, out of town shit

Rockin' the joint, rockin' the jams
Turn that shit up, play it again 'cause
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again

It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam
It's got groove, it's got feelin'
A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom

It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam
It's got groove, it's got meanin'
A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom

Doom doom doom
Doom doom doom
That's the jam
A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom

That's the jam
That's the jam
That's the jam
A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom

Another Weekend Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

[CHORUS]
We Can come for the weekend come. [x4]
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey!

[Will.I.Am]
I call tab on Wednesday night, so we can make plans for Thursday night,
He said we could go his the p-bus, I was like,
"Yeah that's my favorite spot",
Plus I love it there cuz I got love on the list.
High power there so I don't even get frisk.
Walk up in the places and get hugged from the mrs.,
Pounce up on my brothers cuz they know I'm not visses,
The place to B-to-let it all out, right when the weekend come, the weekend come, ya'll could come,
So tell ya momma and yo poppa come,
Come and spin the record so we can get done,
Play some Passity-P maximum, Due to my man... the locomotion,
And I can't wait to go out and get some

[Fergie]
Come with music, swift DJ,
Smoke machines, and later day,
Lookout weekend, cuz here I come,
Because weekends are, ararhagr,

[Apl.De.Ap]
Walked in the club at like 10:00 and the spot is hot like blowing up bru-spots,
Kuz it's thursday night and the night is young, 4-day weekend tryin to have some fun,
DJ throw 'em up, drop them joints, kuz everybody's been waitin' to dance and make noise, B-Boyz!
Lemme see ya break it down and, Ladies, let your hips move around, from the sound of the BEP family,
Got your bodies move around with my sister,"Fergie,"-quietly-And the blood of raise your hand, so let's get ready for the jam-z

[Fergie]
Come with music, swift DJ,
Smoke machines, and later day,
Lookout weekend, cuz here I come,
Because weekends are, ararhagr,

[Taboo]
It was a thursday night and the party was bumpin' and the base was thumpin'
And the people were jumping and Taboo's at the front, still coming, and, (Here we come now)

[Will.I.Am]
Mr. Will.i.am, Mr. Will-i-um, When or when, Mr. Will.i.am,
Get her boogie on when the weekend come,
Check the p-pod, cuz thew vibe's in strone, Selena's phillipinas like, 1 by one,
All lines up and they ready for fun, Short ones, tall ones, beautiful ones,
B-Boyz, B-Girlz ready for "WHAT!?" Rakin' and shakin' and movin' like Sh- J-Rocks from the mix who is ready for,
Kuz he cuttin' up racks for e-very-body,
Come on over cuz we having a party,
We lighting up the sky with a burning star,
Throw your hands in the air if you know who you are,
Kuz we jumpin' all around with the boushy geizer, kuz we blessed by the music of it,

[Fergie]
Jumpin' music, swift DJ,
Smoke machines, and later day,
Lookout weekend, cuz here I come,
Because weekends are, ararhagr,

Lookout weekends cuz, here I come,
Because weekends are, ararhagr

Don't Phunk Around Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
(Yeah)
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)

Girl, you know you got me, got me
With your pistol shot me, shot me
And I'm here helplessly
In love and nothing can stop me
You can't stop me cause once I start it
Can't return me cause once you bought it
I'm coming baby, don't got it (don't make me wait)
So let's be about it

No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart

Baby, have some trustin', trustin'
When I come in lustin', lustin'
Cause I bring you that comfort
I ain't only here cause I want ya body
I want your mind too
Interestin's what I find you
And I'm interested in the long haul
Come on girl (yee-haw)

(come on)

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)

No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart

Girl, you had me, once you kissed me
My love for you is not iffy
I always want you with me
I'll play Bobby and you'll play Whitney
If you smoke, I'll smoke too
That's how much I'm in love with you
Crazy is what crazy do
Crazy in love, I'm a crazy fool

No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart

Why are you so insecure
When you got passion and love her
You always claimin' I'm a cheater
Think I'd up and go leave ya
For another senorita
You forgot that I need ya
You must've caught amnesia
That's why you don't believe

(uh, yeah, check it out)

Don't you worry 'bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby

Baby girl, you make me feel
You know you make me feel so real
I love you more than sex appeal
(Cause you're)
That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl [5x]

[overlapping]
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart [2x]
That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl [2x]

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby) [4x]

Don't you worry 'bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby

"Monkey Business" (2005)

Pump It Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Ha ha ha
Pump it
Ha ha ha
And pump it (louder) [4x]

Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right

Niggas wanna hate on us (who)
Niggas be envious (who)
And I know why they hatin' on us (why)
Cause that's so fabulous (what)
I'ma be real on us (c'mon)
Nobody got nuttin' on us (no)
Girls be all on us, from London back down to the US (s, s)

We rockin' it (contagious), monkey business (outrageous)
Just confess, your girl admits that we the shit

F-R-E-S-H We (fresh)
D-E-F, that's right we def (rock)
We definite B-E-P, we reppin' it
So, turn it up (turn it up) [3x]
C'mon baby, just

Pump it (louder) [6x]

And say, oh oh oh oh
Say, oh oh oh oh
Yo, yo

Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right now
This joint is fizzlin'
It's sizzlin'
Right

(Yo, check this out right here)
Dude wanna hate on us (dude)
Dude need'a ease on up (dude)
Dude wanna act on up
But dude get shut like flavor shut (down)
Chicks say, she ain't down
But chick backstage when we in town (ha)
She like man on drunk (fool)
She wanna hit n' run (errr)
Yeah, that's the speed
That's what we do
That's who we be
B-L-A-C-K -E -Y-E-D-P to the E, then the A to the S
When we play you shake your ass
Shake it, shake it, shake it girl
Make sure you don't break it, girl
Cause we gonna

Turn it up (turn it up) [3x]
C'mon baby, just
Pump it (louder) [6x]

And say, oh oh oh oh
Say, oh oh oh oh
Yo, yo
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right now
This joint is fizzlin'
It's sizzlin'
Right

Damn (damn) [5x]

Wow

Apl. de ap. from Philippines
Live and direct, rocking this scene
Breaking on down for the B-boys
And B-girls waiting to do their thing
Pump it, louder come on
Don't stop, and keep it goin'
Do it, lets get it on
Move it!

Come on, baby, do it

La-da-di-dup-dup die dy
On the stereo
Let those speakers blow your mind
(Blow my mind, baby)
To let it go, let it go
Here we go
La-da-di-dup-dup die dy (c'mon, we're there)
On the radio
The system is gonna feel so fine

Pump it (louder) [6x]

And say, oh oh oh oh
Say, oh oh oh oh
Yo, yo
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right now
This joint is fizzlin'
It's sizzlin'
Right

Don't Phunk With My Heart Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart
(Yeah)
No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)

Girl, you know you got me, got me
With your pistol shot me, shot me
And I'm here helplessly
In love and nothing can stop me
You can't stop me cause once I start it
Can't return me cause once you bought it
I'm coming baby, don’t got it (don’t make me wait)
So let’s be about it

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

Baby, have some trustin', trustin'
When I come in lustin', lustin'
Cause I bring you that comfort
I ain’t only here cause I want ya body
I want your mind too
Interestin’s what I find you
And I'm interested in the long haul
Come on girl (yee-haw)

(come on)

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

Girl, you had me, once you kissed me
My love for you is not iffy
I always want you with me
I'll play Bobby and you’ll play Whitney
If you smoke, I'll smoke too
That’s how much I'm in love with you
Crazy is what crazy do
Crazy in love, I'm a crazy fool

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

Why are you so insecure
When you got passion and love her
You always claimin’ I'm a cheater
Think I'd up and go leave ya
For another señorita
You forgot that I need ya
You must’ve caught amnesia
That’s why you don’t believe

(uh, yeah, check it out)

Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby

Baby girl, you make me feel
You know you make me feel so real
I love you more than sex appeal
(Cause you’re)
That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl [5x]

[overlapping]
No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart [2x]
That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl [2x]

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby) [4x]

Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby

My Style Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas (feat. Justin Timberlake)

Lord, have mercy [7x]

[Chorus:]
I know that you like my style [2x]
We came here to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know that you like my style [2x]
We 'bout to drop it on your ass right now
Everybody in the place get wild
(So what you saying?)
What's up, what's up with you girl [2x]
What's up, what's up with you boy [2x]

Don't jock, don't jock, baby don't jock me
I drop the hotness, baby watch me
You can't, you can't, no you can't stop me
'Cause I'm a champ on the rep like rocky
And when I spit it try not to Xerox me
Got my style trademark with the copy
Right, you know my style is naughty
Right, so don't cock-block me
You like my style when I'm whiling out with my gang
And I gain my fame from doing my damn thing
On a mike and I turn the stage like cocaine
And I bang them thangs like a lover man

[Chorus]

Our style lined up when we team up
JT and BEP sold the scene up
Cali to Tennessee and in between 'em
We the hottest in the biz, turn the beat up
We be rolling four Hummers and a Pima
With sunset off the chi cantina
Stepped out looking fresh and clean-ah
Paparazzi put me in any magazine-ah
I got eight million ways to rockin' like this
And ain't nobody drop their styles like this
I'ma give it to you like that and like this
And my momma always told me "My baby's a genius"

[Chorus]

[Taboo in Spanish:]
Te gusta mi estilo (estilo)
Dile a tu tia y tu tio (tio)
Ahi viene Jimmy with the lingo (lingo)
I like to keep my style on singo (singo)
Baby you can call me mijo (mijo)
I make you say "Ay dios mio"
Tu chocha es todo mio (Ay)
I make it hot for you if it's frio

It feels like something's heating up
Timberland on the drum-drum he's beatin' up
Black Eyed Peas, there's no defeating us
JT, he's rocking a beat with us
Them freaks, they want to freak with us
After the spot they trying to meet with us
They know our style is fabulous
Off the hook our style ridiculous

Ba-da-ba-da-ba-da...

What's up, what's up with you girl [2x]
What's up, what's up with you boy [2x]

I know that you like my style [2x]
I've been gone for a while
But I'm back with a brand new style

Black Eyed Peas (Black Eyed Peas)
JT (that's me)
And we out baby (out baby)

Ba-da-ba-da-ba-ba-ba...

Don't Lie Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

[WILL]
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
Hey, baby my nose is getting big
I noticed it be growing when I been telling them fibs
Now you say your trust's getting weaker
Probably coz my lies just started getting deeper
And the reason for my confession is that I learn my lesson
And I really think you ought to know the truth
Because I lied and I cheated and I lied a little more
But after I did it I don't know what I did it for
I admit that I have been a little immature
Fucking with your heart like I was the predator
In my book of lies I was the editor
And the author
I forged my signature
And now I apologise for what I did to you
Cos what you did to me I did to you

[FERGIE]
No,no, no, no baby, no, no, no, no don't lie
No, no, no, no, yeah, you know, know, know, know, you gotta try
What you gonna do when it all comes out
When I really see you & what you're all about

No, no, no baby, no, no, no, no don't lie
Yeah, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you gotta try

[APL]
She said I'm leaving
Cos she can't take the pain
It's hard to continue this love it ain't the same
Can't forget the things that I've done inside her brain
Too many lies committed too many games
She feeling like a fool getting on the last train
Trying to maintain but the feeling won't change
I'm sorry for the things that I've done and what I became
Caught up in living my life in the fast lane
Blinded by lights, cameras, you know the fame
I don't know the reason why I did these things

[APL and FERGIE]
And I lie and I lie and I lie and I lie
And now our emotions are drained
Cos I lie and I lie and a little lie lie
And now your emotions are drained

[FERGIE]
No, no, no, no baby, no, no, no, no don't lie (no, don't you lie)
No, no, no, no, yeah, you know, know, know, know, you gotta try (got to try, got to try)
What you gonna do when it all comes out (what you gonna do baby)
When I really see you & what you're all about
Nonono babe, no, no, no, no don't lie
Because you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, gotta try

Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ba da ba da ba da ba da badabada

[TABOO]
Yo, I'm lying to my girl
Even though I love her
And she all in my world
I give her all my attention and diamonds & pearls
She's the one who makes me feel on top of the world
Still I lie to my girl, I do it

[APL and FERGIE]
And I lie and I lie and I lie till there's no turning back
I don't know why, (and I lie and I lie till I don't know who I am)

My Humps Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps (Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ices.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and that Donna
Karan, they be sharin'
All their money got me wearin' fly
Brother I ain't askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion's,
I say no, but they keep givin'
So I keep on takin'
And no I ain't taken
We can keep on datin'
I keep on demonstrating.

My love (love), my love, my love, my love (love)
You love my lady lumps (love),
My hump, my hump, my hump (love),
My humps they got you,

She's got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump (ha), my hump, my hump, my hump (what).
My hump, my hump, my hump (ha), my lovely lady lumps (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I'm really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin' at my lump, lump.
You can look but you can't touch it,
If you touch it I'ma start some drama,
You don't want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don't pull on my hand boy,
You ain't my man, boy,
I'm just tryn'a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
In the back and in the front (lumps)
My lovin' got you,

She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon' do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.

(A-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha) [x4]

She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.

[Will.i.am]
So real [x17]

Like That Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

(Wow we're in Stereo)

Question for the ages
What's going on with my rampages?
Rappers wanna be down, but listen listen
You got to feel it within your body and your spirit
When you listen to the rhythm (come on)
It's the abstract Will is on the beat
Women all around the globe, the world
You got to follow me
Change your history, categories
Different people in the same territories
Hip-hop in the form of Black Eyed Peas
So watch it watch it be mindful of the speakers please
Cause they gonna rumble and shake the ground
Break atoms, break the sound
Feel the embraceful pound
Treat all the things profound
If you wanna dude to help you out
Make it cool around your friends without smoking now
Play the song kinda loud, it could help you out
And you could work it out, yeah you could work it out
It's like that, and a

[Chorus]
And we got it like that (like that)
You know we got it like that (like that)
Y'all we got it like that (like that)
It's like that, like that (like that)
Y'all we got it like that (like that)
You know we got it like that (like that)
Yeah we got it like that (like that)

It's like that cause I got it like that
And I got it like that also
Got a style that's way out like Bosto
You know I'm known to cook a nigga like charcoal
Steady jumpin' round like it's heavy cargo
(Can I kick it?) Yup, really far though
From El Segundo to Toronto
I once hit a girl up in Chicago
But I'd never say who unless my name was Tanto
Yup, you know how the date rape go
Kobe showed the classic example
Now they know the Peas collect the dough
So they knocking on the door like we "Wells Fargo"
Yup, they see me in a Will.I.Am suit
But I wasn't that cute when I didn't have the loot
And I don't smoke herb but I'm still real nice with the verbs
So fuck (hey!) what you heard
Cause we got it like that

[Chorus]

Talib, just hit 'em like that
I'm from the jungle, brother, and I got it like that
Yo, my life got me running through a maze like a white rat
I need a shot of Remy like my rap
It's like the yack is the fights that got me spillin' on the right track
And I like this Will, so I might get ill
On the mics somebody might get killed
So many damn rappers there's a cypher in heaven
My tongue is a weapon and plus when I bust all this stuff of Legend
When this Brooklyn MC come after you
You be running like I herd of caribou down Myrtle Avenue
There we yattin' that ain't pretty that's the attitude
To be at Fight Club, even Brad had to crack a tooth
Stare into the Sun, they try to copy
Let your eyes get used to the light because you gotta watch me
Sneak up on you like saki
My lyrics get out a split atom like Hiroshima and Nagasaki

It's the Apl.De.Ap in the lab with the rap
Demonstrate how we act, we attack any track
It's the Black Eyed Peas and we back with the facts
Start with the phat skills that rose in the past
We got it like how you know how to beast rocks
Entertain you, see you soon at the next spot
The crew got you bouncing and dropping your eye
Making you naha ehshabisha e mat
Tss tsss tsss, I'ma roll with the hot
I'ma flow from the soul when you can't hold me back
Ke-ke-keep on keep on rolling the track
I'ma simply simply always attach
Jeepney Music by Apl.De.Ap
From L.A to Philippines we bridging the gap
We got it like that you know we got it like that
Like... we got it like that y'all

[Chorus]

It's like that and a...
It's like that and a...
...

My man Q-Tip in the house
Cee-lo you know he's in the house
My man John Legend's in the house
Talib Kweli will work it out
My man Apl.De is in the house
Will.I.Am is definitely in the house
Fergie Ferg is in the house
What's up to De La, shot 'em out
True hip-hop music now
Positive vibes, no doubt
My man Phife Dog's in the house
My man Shahid's in the house
Taboo. You know I'm in the house
Black Eyed Peas represent signin' out [3x]

It's like that da-da...

Dum Diddly Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

You know the music make you jump and prance
The BE Peas we keep you rocking on the dance
You know my music make 'em jump and prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley
[2x]

Bring on the rhythm; bring on the drums
The rim shot sound like someone gunned
(Pop! Pop!) There go your ear drums
So raise the volume to the maximum
Base booming bout to make your body feel numb
Pulsations probably penetrate your skeleton
This little diddley definitely demonstrates some
Dum diddley dum - so dance to the drum

[Chorus]
Don't hurt yourself, take it easy
There's no better time than right now
So let yourself go, o-eh-o
Watch yourself now, her comes the sound
[2x]
You know the music make 'em jump and prance
The BE Peas we keep you rocking on the dance
You know my music make 'em jump and prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley
[2x]

Freeze
Music please
Apparently yeah we the true MC's
BE Boys no decoys you know the sting
BE Peas till infinity
And we officially also fresh in the scene
So tell me if you see a crew that officially
Hit the whole globe simultaneously
Hit after hit, check out my melody

[Chorus]

Sim sim sim, blum blum blum
The Black Eyed Peas begun with action
Repeating rhy-rhythm in satisfaction
No need for asking, that's what's happening
The blip blip blip, the blah blah blau
You didn't know me then and you'll never know me now
I'm the Apl.De.Ap, the Filipino Ap
If you need to know my style, yeah let me show you how, come on

[Chorus]

Feel It Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

[Chorus]
Can you feel it in your body-ah (can you feel it)
Can you feel it in your body-ah (can you feel it)
Coz I can feel it in my body-ah (I can feel it)
It feels good to my body-ah
To my body, in my body-ah (can you feel it)
Can you feel it in your body-ah (can you feel it)
Coz I can feel it in my body-ah (I can feel it)
It feels good to my body-ah

We gonna make y'all feel it
Make y'all feel it
Make y'all wanna jam
Fellas in the place just clap your hands
Ladies in the house just grab a man
We gonna make y'all feel it
Make y'all feel it
Make y'all wanna move
Ladies in the place just show 'em proof
Fellas in the house you know what to do

We gonna make y'all feel it in a special way
A new van full of action and exposé
Ladies in the house looking ready to play
And I'm waiting for the right one to pass my way
And in the mean time I'm about to roll up The Hague
We got drinks on the table, tied up our lay
And it's time to unwind if you've had a low day
And ladies, I got something to say

[Chorus]

We gonna make y'all feel it
Make y'all feel it
Make y'all wanna jam
Fellas in the place just clap your hands
Ladies in the house just grab a man
We gonna make y'all feel it
Make y'all feel it
Make y'all wanna move
Lades in the place just show 'em proof
Fellas in the house you know what to do

Feel the vibration of the bass charm
Put your face on the speaker, get your face blown
Get up on the floor, get your dance on
Coz your backbone's connected to your ass, go on
The ladies all dressed up high fashion (hot!)
Dancing all sexy with passion
Honey, if you don't mind me asking
Can you feel all that bass in that ass, hun?

[Chorus]

This is it (this is it) gotta keep ‘em moving
Don't stop (don't stop) once you get moving
Don't break (one break) next thing you know
You on top (you on top) so hop to the rhythm
That we stop (don't stop) get loose and express
What you got (what you got) at least you gotta
Give yourself a shot (a shot) hey never get 'em up
And what you got?

Can you feel the hy-y-y-ype?
I can feel the hy-y-y-ype
Can you feel the hy-y-y-ype?
I can feel the hy-y-y-ype

[Chorus]

To my body, to my body-ah
To my body, to my body-ah

Gone Going Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Johnny wanna be a big star
Get on stage and play the guitar
Make a little money, buy a fancy car
Big old house and an alligator
Just to match with them alligator shoes
He's a rich man so he's no longer singing the blues
He's singing songs about material things
And platinum rings and watches that go bling
But, diamonds don't bling in the dark
He a star now, but he ain't singing from the heart
Sooner or later he's just gonna fall apart
Cause his fans can't relate to his new found art
He ain't doing what he did from the start
And that's putting in some feeling and thought
He decided to live his life shallow
Cash in his love for material

[Chorus]
And its gone... gone... going...
Gone... everything gone... give a damn...
Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing...
Gone people... all awkward with their things... gone.

You see yourself in the mirror
And you feel safe cause it looks familiar
But you afraid to open up your soul
Cause you don't really know, don't really know
Who he is, the person that's deep within
Cause you are content with just being the name-brand man
And you fail to see that its trivial
Insignificant, you addicted to material
I've seen your kind before
You're the type that thinks souls is sold in a store
Packaged up with incense sticks
With them vegetarian meals
To you that's righteous
You're fiction like books
You need to go out to life and look
Cause... what happens when they take your material
You already sold your soul and its...

[Chorus]

You say that time is money and money is time
So you got mind in your money and your money on your mind
But what about... that crime that you did to get paid
And what about... that bid, you can't take it to your brain
What about those shoes you'll wear today
They'll do no good on the bridges you burnt along the way

All that money that you got gonna be gone
That gear that you rock gonna be gone
The house up on the hill gonna be gone
The gold purse on your grill gonna be gone
The ice on your wrist gonna be gone
That nice little Miss gonna be gone
That whip that you roll gonna be gone
And what's worst is your soul's already gone

[Chorus]

They Don't Want Music Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
All they want is (a boom, boom, boom, boom)

Hey y'all, John Coltraine yeah he plays the sax
Me, myself I love to max
Up in the studio laying tracks
Burn it on the CD, melt the wax
And now I'm feeling fine
Coz daily music's on my mind
And I feel mellow
When I watch the girl play the cello
Hello to all my fellow peers in here for the quality
Music quality, yeah
That'll be the focus in the top pick of the day
So pass the peas like we used to say
Pass the beats like they used to say
Pass the phunk like they used to say
That's my joint like we used to say
Syncopation the true school way

[Chorus]
I don't know what you came to do
I came to drop the phunk on you
Depends on that sonic sound
But you know what?
They don't want music [2x]
They just want (a boom, boom, boom boom boom [2x])
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
They don't want music [2x]
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
The good back horn
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
All they want is (a boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom boom)

Oo, lala aw wee wee
Nowadays music is all about fee
The soul is caged no bits now free
Unless the rhyme was rocked by me
I got the balls to bang (baw ba-ba-baw, ba-ba-baw, ba-baw bang)
Yeah, steady, just doing my thang (steady, just steady, just doing my own thang)
I just do it (ha!)
I just do it you know
My momma said to do what you know
So I'ma do what I know
James Brown gave me the fluid
That means a baby could do it
The Peas will do it so

Do it, do it, do it
Get up on the stage and release my fluid
Do my thing, do it through the music
Phunkafied and therapeutic

[Chorus]

Wait a minute!
You got to rock with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time) [2x]
You got to roll with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time) [2x]
You got to roll with the phunk (if you wanna be sweet and fine, hey! Hey! Hey!)
Rock with the punk (if you gonna have a good time)
You got to roll with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time)
A woman that'll phunk your horn now (gimme that phunky horn!)
Play that phunky horn now (gimme that phunky horn)
Gimme that phunky horn now (gimme that phunky horn)
Hey! Hey! Hey!

[Instrumental]

You got to rock with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time)
You've got to roll with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time)
You got to dance with the phunk (if you wanna be sweet and fine)
I said I like to dance with the phunk (if you wanna be sweet and fine)
You've got to shake with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time)
Shaking shaking shaking with the phunk (if you wanna have a good time)

Gimme that phunky horn (gimme that phunky horn)
I need that phunky horn (I need that phunky horn)
Play that phunky horn now (gimme that phunky horn)
... A break down, a break down, a break, get down

Dance everybody move your body through the music
Get it started, get into it
Come on everybody do it
You've got to dance through the music
People doing what you're doing
People grooving with the music
You've got to roll with the phunk

Roll with your phunk (if you're wanna have a good time)
R-O-double-L keep rolling with the phunk (if you're wanna have a good time)
And roll! To a phunky place
I'm rolling (where?)
To a to a to a phunky phunky place
I'm rolling! To a phunky place
I'll be there, I'll be there, I'll be there, I'll be there...
It's phunky, phunk, phunk, phunk phunky...

Disco Club Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

[Chorus]
If the lady's in the disco club
Are freakin in the disco club
And dancing in the disco club
And shaking in the disco club
Then Take me to the disco club

Yeah, I'm trying to party on out
Step to the disco can't work it out
Let's get go and this party started now
Parties and getting naughty is what I'm all about
So many girlies in the house
With banging ass bodies and perty ass mouths
After the club we're going straight to my house
(I got to, go to) Gotta get you on my couch
I rock steady, no doubt
You ask for some of us so I let you turn it out
Don't give me drama baby, baby don't pout
I don't want a baby, momma, don't want a spouse

[Chorus 2x]

I like the way that you move (move)
Don't hold back, baby, do what you do (don't make me)
You make a nigga go ooh (ooh)
How the hell a woman get as fine as you (so fine)
I'm trying to holler at you (you)
First time I see ya' I was like ‘hallelujah' (hallelujah!)
Turn around, let me view ya'
(Got to, got to, got to) Damn I wanna do ya' (oh!)
Baby let's get into it (into it)
Make moves like me and you was intimate (intimate)
(Sexy) Let's pretend this beat is a heart beat when we're intimate
(Hotness) Sex with clothes on
Dancing on the dance floor, getting my bulge on
(Rising) And I got a Trojan
Just in case we get it, get it going on

[Chorus]

Coz the ladies in the disco club ain't the ones to be falling in love with
If you go to the disco club protect yourself and don't fall in love
The ladies in the disco club ain't the ones to be falling in love with [2x]

Playa listen, yeah, I'm a Miss and I go to clubs and I sip on Cris and
That don't mean I'm like the rest of them tricks
In the party getting naughty, chasing money and dicks and
No, you got me all wrong brother
No, I'm a woman that's strong brother
Yeah, it ain't nothing wrong with a woman in the club getting freaky to the song

Monday at the disco club
Tuesday at the disco club
Wednesday at the disco club
Thursday at the disco club
Friday at the disco club
Saturday at the disco club
Sunday at the disco club
Every day's the disco club
See us at the disco club
See you at the disco club

We gonna break it on down
Rub it on your belly like a ultrasound
Shake it like a jelly and move around
Really wanna see y'all flaunt your style
Get wild, baby, get a little crazy
Don't hesitate, won't take no/maybe
(Move) not like an eviction
But me and you baby all cause friction
Hmm, as my eyed undress you
Just wanna let you know there's no pressure
Body conversation, they both want pleasure
But your girl cock-blocked and won't let you
Hmm, what you gonna do now
Bounce, rock, shake and we can all while out
Let it all flow like a river now
Check me, check me, check ch-check me on out

If the ladies in the disco club
Are freaking in the disco club
And dancing in the disco club
And shaking in the disco club
Then Take me to the disco club

[Chorus]

Bebot Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Bebot bebot
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Ikaw ang aking
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Ikaw ay

Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!!

Hoy pare pakinggan nyo ko
Eto nang tunay na filipino
Galing sa baryo Sapang Bato
Pumunta ng LA nagtrabaho
Para makatulong sa nanay
Dahil sa hirap ng buhay
Pero masaya parin ang kulay
Pag kumain nagkakamay
Yung kanin, chicken adobo
Yung balot, binebenta sa kanto
Tagay mo na nga ang baso
Pare ko inuman na tayo

Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!!

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Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!!

Masdan mo ang magagandang dalaga
Nakakagigil ang beauty mo talaga
Lambingin di nakakasawa
Ikaw lang ang gustong kasama
Yung bahay o kubo
Pagibig mo ay totoo
Puso ko'y laging kumikibo
Wala kang katulad sa mundo ko
Pinoy ka sigaw na, sige
Kung maganda ka sigaw na, sige
Kung buhay mo'y mahalaga, sige
Salamat sa iyong suporta

Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!!

Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!!

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Bebot bebot be bebot bebot
Be bebot bebot be
Ikaw ay

pinoy ka sigaw na, sige
kung maganda ka sigaw na, sige
kung buhay mo'y mahalaga, sige
salamat sa iyong suporta, sige

pinoy ka sigaw na, sige
kung maganda ka sigaw na, sige
kung buhay mo'y mahalaga, sige
salamat sa iyong suporta

...Filipino ...Filipino ...Filipino ...Filipino

La la la la la la la la la la la la loooooooooooo [x2]

Ba Bump Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

[Will.i.am]
Yea (woo)
Uh (woo)
the shit (woo)
ya...
Hey
This is the beat that make you shake your rump
That make your booty go ba-bump, ba-bump
It’s that beat that make ya bump ya bump (ohh)

Yea, just do what you want
Up in the club just do what you want
Get into it baby, get off your stump
Girlies on the dance floor wiggle your fronts
We got rhymes that always triumph
This is the beat that make ya bump ya bump
Shake your rump rump shaky shake your rump

Its that beat that make ya bump ya bump

And only gettin’ little booties little bit of hump (thanks)
And if you got boobies baby keep em all plump
And if you got blunts s-smoke em if you want
Got a 6 - 4 get pump it in your trunk
Cuz we got biz that been boomin like... (ohh)

Yea nigga don’t frunt
Cuz this beat got you running just like gump
(run forest)

Bump ya bump

And if you got money fellas keep it like Trump
Fellas, huh
Whip out your money
and go get a Honey
and buy what she want
Take her to the ball and try to get her drunk
But if the girl’s UGLY
Then get drunk

This that beat that make ya get crunk
It’s that beat that make ya bump ya bump (ohh)
I’ll give you what ya want

(Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh...)
B to the U to the M to the P
That’s what we gave ya cuz that’s what you need
B to the E to the P make ya bump (ooh)
I’ll give you what you want

I come with rhymes that are dangerous like stunts (yea)
Keep the girls screaming just like trumpets (yea)
Keep the hits from smashing like pumpkins
Get ya drunk like it’s too, too much consumption (ohh)
Throw the assume, there’s no room for assumption
We the crew that keep the funk just funking
The bump just ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bumping (ohh)

We give ya what you want
Some that thing lil some one of
Just like your mamma nigga this beats Chunky
Look imma be real blunt
We punch up cops, no, we don’t get punk’d
Never stagged near the dragon, keep it on jump (ohh)
If you’re askin’ it’s the year of the Monkey

So ba bump ba bump (ohh)

[Fergie]
Do what you want
(Up in the club just do what you want)
Give it to me baby, yea, get off your stump
Brothers on the floor just wiggle your front
Cuz we got rhymes that always triumph, huh
Got blunts s-smoke em if you want
This that beat that make ya, you know the rest

[Will.i.am]
It’s that beat that make ya bump ya bump (ohh)

[Fergie]
I’ll give ya what you want, come on

[Will.i.am]
(Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh, Ye-eh-eh...)
B to the U to the M to the P
That’s what we gave ya cuz that’s what you need
B to the E to the P make ya bump (ooh)

This is bumping, bumping, (oh) bumping, bumping
When it’s bumping in your trunk, it takes over me
(This is bumping, bumping) and this is real (bumping, bumping)
cuz I feel
the ba-bump bump ba-bump
This is bumping, bumping, (Oh) bumping, bumping
When the base ba-bumps, ba-bumps it takes over me
(This is bumping, bumping) you know I feel (bumping, bumping)
so unreal
ba-da bump bump da-bump

Audio Delite At Low Fidelity Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Ever since I was a little young-a
I always had a ryhme that I flung-a
Any situation that you brung up
Black Eyed Peas will shake a party like thunda
Now everybody wanna ask and wonder
How the Black Eyed Peas took it from the under
From the bottom to the top
Now we make your body rock
Muthaf**** don't sit and ponder
Cuz we come with no bloops no blunders
We keep it fat like Atilla the Hun-a
Latin ladies by like ay Corumba
We caliente like you killin' in the summer

[Chorus:]
We gave you something'
Now you gonna ask for some more
But naw brutha you ain't gonna get no more
And I know you really like
This audio delite
Cuz my drum goes dum diddy dum-a
Check it out
One-time-for-ya-mind
Two's for your souuuullll
Three's for your body
And four's for the ambience
Check it out cuz this is how it go

I'm sick with the rhyme
I'm infected
Since '95 the BEP perfected
The way we get down on the record
We comin' up with heat that's not expected
You can't, you can't, you can't help but check it
We stand out like chubby people in checkers
We comin' hectic and hyper
Aimin' like a sniper
And when I rock the mic you'll respect me
You respect it cuz you know
I'm known to kill it
I make it, make it, make it, make it
Hotter than a skillet
And you oughta know you goin' feel it
Black Eyed Peas we do it we're the realest

[Repeat Chorus]

My faith will never fall
Forever remain myself after all
Gainin' fame, mass appeal, entertainin' y'all
Never change or conform
We always rock it raw
I remember when we used to bust at the mall
Ways of expressin' my love for the art
Now we here to restore these rap laws
Cuz the way it is now is not the way I saw so check it
I'ma do it like this
So y'all could recite this
Hip hop anthem once more
I won't let the mic rest
You won't catch me rhyme-less
No matter what the future got in store

[Repeat Chorus]

Union Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

[Chorus]
(One for all, one for all)
(It's all it's all for one)
Let's start a union, calling every human
It's one for all and all for one
Let's live in unison, calling every citizen
It's one for all and all for one

We don't want war- can't take no more
It's drastic time for sure
We need an antidote and a cure
Coz do you really think Mohammed got a problem with Jehovah
We don't want war – imagine if any prophet was alive
In current days amongst you and I
You think they'd view life like you and I do
Or would they sit and contemplate on why
Do we live this way, act and behave this way
We still live in primitive today
Coz the peace in the destination of war can't be the way
There's no way, so people just be a woman, be a man
Realize that you can't change the world by changing yourself
And understand that we're all just the same
So when I count to three let's change

[Chorus]

Got no time for grand philosophy
I barely keep my head above the tide
I got this mortgage, got three kids at school
What you're saying is the truth, but really troubles me inside
I'd change the world if I could change my mind
If I could live beyond my fears
Exchanging unity for all my insecurity
Exchanging laughter for my tears

[Chorus]

I don't know, y'all, we in a real deposition
In the midst of all this negative condition
Divided by beliefs, differences and religion
Why do we keep missing the point in our mission?
Why are we killing each other, what's the reason?
God made us all equal in his vision
I wish that I could make music as a religion
Then we could harmonise together in this mission
Listen, I know it's really hard to make changes
But two of us could help rearrange, discuss
Utilize the power in our voices
Together we will unite and make the right choice
And fight for education, save the next generation
Come together as one
I don't understand why it's never been done
So let's change on the count of one

It takes one, just one
And then one follows the other one
And then another follows the other one
Next thing you know you got a billion
People doing some wonderful things
People doing some powerful things
Let's change and do some powerful things
Unity could be a wonderful thing

[Chorus]

"Elephunk" (2003)

Hands Up Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Hands up
Coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
Hands up
We makin' the whole joint short circuit

Hands high
Touch the sky
Get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up (get 'em up)

[VERSE 1]
We goin' make you move
We goin' make it hot
Elbows above your heads peoples
We holdin' up the spot

We goin' get it going
Even if y'all don't be knowing
"y'all don't be knowin'"
Cuz this shit that we throwing get going gone retarded

Start it up
Banging out hits now we chartin' up
Didn't mean bump ya' pardon us
Diggin' this cut cuz we sharpened up

You dumbin' it down we smartened it up
We penetrate even though your guard was up
Get down to the peas cuz we fallin' up
Electric cuz we like charging up

We the
B.e.peas uh
Rhythmic sonic pleaser
Getcha hot like fever
Boiling (two) hundred degrees ahhhh

Your burning up
Heats getting low let me turn it up
Let me fuck up your ear till my sperm is up
In your brain and the baby will.i.am's be saying

[HOOK]

[VERSE 2]
Tabamatic flows deeper than atlantic o's
Apl de ap got ridiculous flows
Catchin' rhythm makin' 'em grow

Mathematic apl will go
Up in the scene we original
You know what I mean bep mineral
Stormin' strong for (the) several

Baracade laid for you terribles
Ho, I'm the chief Filipino
Letting you know we about to blow
Will.i.am, ap and tab double o

Set 'em up shut 'em down get 'em up
Time for us to raise it up
Never going down always headin' up
Raise your hands cuz we blaze it up

Anybody here who waited long
To you i dedicate this song
Ain't nothing wrong gotta make it right
Straight to the point this is the new joint

And you know this is the jam y'all
Come on down and dance y'all
Have a ball y'all
Throw your hands up

[HOOK]

[VERSE 3]
Black eyed peas will announce
Some things that you can't avoid
You need to ba-ba-ba bounce to this
Ba-ba-ba-ba bounce to our joint

We come with more than an ounce
More like a tone full of noise
So ba-ba-ba-ba bounce to this
Ba-ba-ba-ba bounce to our joint

We came getcha getcha
Bouncin' so getcha getcha
Ass up we gotcha gotcha
Movin' lets make it hotta'

Hotta' then moltin' lava
Bubblin' like boilin' water
Ahhhhh

[HOOK]

[VAMP]
Hands up, getcha hands up
(get) your hands in the air like it's a stick up
Hands up getcha hands up
The reason why they up cuz we rip shit up

Labor Day (It's A Holiday) Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

When I stepped in the room I bring the heat like the month of june
Crank the volume make the bass go boom
Wile out like we some wild baboons (oOo oOo)
We go bananas to the toon
I wanna throw bows gimme elbow room
When im out my cacoon im ready to consume
Lts hit the saloon cuz...

Its aholiday pardon me as I celebrate
And thats the way we do it we get a lil loopy of the ignorant fluid
And act a lil stupid desication didnt do it and thats how we do it don't ask why we do it
Thats just the way it be lovin double Ds up in the ad
When I party in hollywood VIP I don't understand thats tle cuz

We party forever n get down together we don't stop n we don't quit
Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday
I don't work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate
Cuz its a holiday I don't work today naw pardon me as I celebrate
(oOo oOo)
Its time to celebrate serving up beat box on a hot plate like that yall
We on a festive date make it go ape n raise ur heart rate (oOo oOo)
We gon stay out late party till the morning n wake up late
We do it til the day break we gon on n on n on n on n (oOo oOo)
Dance to my rhyme I can holla acapelas deaf till ya blind
Ur mine baby take ya to the moon for your behind baby
Take u to the moon n just recline baby ??
We don't stop girl we don't quit nope we don't quit nope we don't quit

We party forever n get down together we don't stop n we don't quit
Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday
I don't work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate
Cuz its a holiday I don't work today naw pardon me as I celebrate

Dotn stop it just push it don't stop it just push it
Move yo body n push it get naughty n push it
We gon party n push it we gon party n push it
Move yo body n push it get naughty n push it cuz...

Its a holiday pardon me as I celebrate (oOo oOo)
Its time to get wasted n scope the whole place with girls with cute faces (oOo oOo)
Cuz I see some fly mommas so pack your pajamas but don't bring the drama (oOO oOo)
But u can bring ur melody I plug in my mic n sing harmonies (la la la la)
For how many times we gonna hit it for how many times we gonna split it
How many times ur gonna get it
Or else u r gonna wanna come ova ur gonna have to water cuz im the alligator champ
Drivin the train drivin the train or u can bring a friend n switch my lane
N get buddy buddy with ur friend mary jane
She really blows my brain (brain) she really blows my brain

We party forever n get down together we don't stop n we don't quit
Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday
I don't work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate
Cuz its a holiday I don't work today naw pardon me as I celebrate

Let's Get Retarded Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Let's get retarded, in here...

And the base keep runnin' runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and
runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and...

In this context, there's no disrespect, so, when I bust my rhyme, you break your necks.
We got five minutes for us to disconnect, from all intellect collect the rhythm effect.
Obstacles are inefficient, follow your intuition,
Free your inner soul and break away from tradition.
Cause when we beat out, girl it's pulling without.
You wouldn't believe how we wow shit out.
Burn it till it's burned out.
Turn it till it's turned out.
Act up from north, west, east, south.

[Chorus:]
Everybody, everybody, let's get into it.
Get stupid.
Get retarded, get retarded, get retarded.
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here.
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here.
Yeah.

Lose control, of body and soul.
Don't move too fast, people, just take it slow.
Don't get ahead, just jump into it.
You all hear about it, the Peas'll do it.
Get stutted, get stupid.
Don't worry 'bout it, people will walk you through it.
Step by step, like an infant new kid.
Inch by inch with the new solution.
Trench men hits, with no delusion.
The feeling's irresistible and that's how we movin'.

[Chorus:]
Everybody, everybody, let's get into it.
Get stupid.
Get retarded, get retarded, get retarded.
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here.
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here.
Yeah.

Runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin runnin' and... Come on you all let's get...Oohhoo!
Aha, let's get oohhoo... in here (right now yeah.) Cookoo, aha, let's get, cookoo, in here... Cookoo, aha, let's get,
cookoo, in here...ow, ow, ow...
ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya...

Let's get ill, that's the deal.
At the gate, we'll bring the bud top drill. (Just)
Lose your mind this is the time,
You all test this drill, Just and bang your spine. (Just)
Bob your head like epilepsy, up inside your club or in your Bentley.
Get messy, loud and sick.
You all mount past slow mo in another head trip. (So)
Come then now do not correct it, let's get ignant [ignorant] let's get hectic.

[Chorus:]
Everybody, everybody, let's get into it.
Get stupid. (Come on)
Get retarded (come one) , get retarded (yeah), get retarded.
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. (R-E-T-A-R-D-E-D)
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded (woah, woah, woah) in here.
Yeah.
Oohhoo! Aha, oohhoo... in here... Cookoo, aha, cookoo, in here (R-E-T-A-R-D-E-D)... Cookoo, aha, let's get, cookoo, in here...ow, ow, ow...
ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya...

Runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin' (fade)

Hey Mama Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

(La la la la la)
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty moma
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me really feel naunughty
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me really feel naunughty

I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew
But everything I do, I do just for you
I'm a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of Nu
The true niggers know that the peas come thru
We never cease (NOO), we never die no we never decease (NOO)
We multiply like we mathamatice
Then we drop bombs like we in the middle east
(The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
And, lookin' hard without bodygaurds
(I do) what I can
(Y'all come thru) will.i.am
And still I stand, with still mic in hand
(So come on mama, dance to the drama)

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(Hey) so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(La la la la la)

We the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas
The beat bump bumps in your trunk trunkas
The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas
And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps
It never quits (NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips (NOOOO)
Don't wanna squize trigger, just wanna squize t*ts
(Lubaluba) cause we the show stoppas
And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
How we rockin' it girl, without body guards
Now she be, Fergie, from the crew
B.E.P., come and take heed, as we take the lead
(So come on papa, dance to the drama)

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Yaw) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Wuh) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(NAWWWW, NAWWW)
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
no fakin I know you see me shakin'
and the way I break it down I got the whole world quakin
Off the Richter, off the Richter, off the Richter, off the Richter, off the Richter, off the Richter steady are you ready.

Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me really feel naunughty

But the race is not, for the swift
But who really can, take control of it
And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre
til infinity, til infinity, til infinity, til infinity, til infinity
Tippa is onuunuut

Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting
everytime you sit there I hear, bling bling
O wata ting, hear blacka sing
grinding, and winding
and the madda be moving in a perfect timing
and we dance and dance to the dancehall riddim
and we're really to nice, it finga lickin'
like rice and peas and chicken stuffing

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(Hey) so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(La la la la la [fade])

Shut Up Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up [3x]
Shut it up, just shut up
Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up [3x]
Shut it up, just shut up

[Chorus]
We try to take it slow
But we're still losing control
And we try to make it work
But it still ends up the worst
And I'm craaazzzy
For trying to be your laaadddy
I think I'm going crazy

Girl, me and you were just fine (you know)
We wine and dine
Did them things that couples do when in love (you know)
Walks on the beach and stuff (you know)
Things that lovers say and do
I love you boo, I love you too
I miss you a lot, I miss you even more
That's why I flew you out
When we was on tour
But then something got out of hand
You start yelling when I'm with my friends
Even though I had legitimate reasons (bull shit)
You know I have to make them dividends (bull shit)
How could you trust our private lives girl
That's why you don't believe my lies
And quick to say

[Chorus]

Why does emotion gotta move so fast
Love is progress if you could make it last
Why is it that you just lose control
Every time you agree on taking it slow
So why does it got to be so damn tough
'cause fools in lust could never get enough of love
Showing him the love that you be giving
Changing up your living
For a loving transition
Girl its a mission trying to get you to listen
Few mad at each other has become our tradition
You yell, I yell, everybody yells
Got neighbors across the street saying
“Who the hell?!?”
Who the hell?
What the hell's going down?
Too much of the bickering
Kill it with the sound and

[Chorus]

Girl our love is dying
Why did you stop trying
I never been a quitah
But I do deserve betta
Believe me I will do bad
Let's forget the past
And let's start this new plan
Why? 'cause it's the same old routine
And then next week I hear them scream
Girl I know you're tired of the things they say
You're damn right
'cause I heard them lame dame excuses just yesterday
That was a different thing
No it ain't
That was a different thing
No it ain't
That was a different thing
It was the same damn thing
Same ass excuses
Boy you're useless
Woooaaahhh!!!

[Chorus]

Stop the talking baby
Or I start walking baby [repeat]
Is that all there is [repeat till fade]

Smells Like Funk Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Yeah, that's Funky (Funky)
Yeah, that's Funky (Funky)
Yeah, that's Funky (Funky)

If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
Cause nobody's Funky as us, Cause we keep it Stinky (Stinky)
We keep it Stinky, (Stinky)
We keep it Stinky, (Stinky)
We keep it Stinky, (Stinky)
Stinky, Stinky, Stinky,

The Funk phenomenon, we Funk you on n' on
There's no need to hold your nose,
Cause this pong sing like a rouge

Big booty Funk, Toe jam Funk,
Underarm Funk, like you headlocking a Skunk'
Reaking like diseased athleates feet,
The stench didn't come till after this beat
Smellin' like droors no weezin no pause
Put your hand up on the speakers get smelly ass paws
You know we was coming before we entered the door
Cause you could smell the rhyme when we was walking down the hall
We bring the Funk worse then a wet dog
Stinkin' like fat ladies shittin' out Logs
We drop enough shit and keep them toilets clogged
Keep the people jumpin' like them Bullfrogs
The first one who smelt it ain't the one who delt it
Black Eyed Peas keep the scent blind like delta
Funky like onions you fryin' (Sure is Funky) girl you ain't lyin'

[CHORUS]

Yo' you Funkin' with the Funk family
The non fabricated factual faculty'
We formulatin' up in a factory
Focusin' on the energid' of fluid flow free'
We flawless, everything is for free
We florish and we flaunt our flavour freshly, huh'
Can you believe we flip the frequency's and
Freak MCs they leave all franticaly but'
Our intent is ought to be friendly but'
They fightin' when we start the freestylin' frenzy
I conk up ya' flat till your girlfriend beef
Fillin all anatomy, bringin' me flatery, huh'
She'll be diggin these rhymes that ease beats
Like celulite lyrics so flabby
We bring the funk to your festivities
If you think something stank then it must be the peas!

If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
Cause nobody's Funky as us, cause we keep it Stinky
(Funky, Funky, Funky, Funky)

Celulite overweight stankin' MCs
Stench smells so strong it's insanitary
Cause you can sense me a mile away so Chanky
With the jungle Funk sound from Serengeti
Meaty, Fat, Nasty like miss Fat booty's tights
Gettin' dirty like mudfights and dirtbikes
Turning these droors black they used to be white
And we shitin' on these tracks that you gonna' need to wipe
The odour's so contagious that it shows up in your dream
Man you could pick me out like food in between
Your two front teeth cause you be lackin' the streets
We got beefy ass beats that we bumpin' in the streets
We so nice n' sweet like steak box n' feet
Sour underarm Funk you ain't washed in a week
And man we be reekin' every day or weekend
We could all bounce to the Funk and the season

Haha haha
Yeah that's Funky',
Yeah that's Funky'

Every smell is of a porker
then you know it got to be nobody other than Apl, Will n' Taboo
Cause if you know that if it smells like Funk then it must be us
If you smellin' Fat Funk then it must be us
If you smellin' something Funky
then you know it got to be nobody other than Apl, Will n' Taboo
Cause you know that if it smells like Funk than it must be us
If you smellin' elephants than it must be us
If you smellin' somethin Funky
then you know it got to be nobody other than Apl, Will n' Taboo
Cause you know that if it smells like Funk then it must be us
If you smellin' elephant shit then it must be us [FADE]

Latin Girls Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

Mira mira mira mira mira....
Mira mira mira mira mira....
Mira mira mira mira mira....
Mira mira yo quiero

Cuban girls, Cuban girls, I like em'
Puerto Rican girls, Puerto Rican girls, yo quiero
Mexican girls, Mexican girls, yo quiero
Spanish girls, Spanish girls, I like em'
Girls, Girls, Latin girls
Latin girls, Latin girls
Latin girls, What's happenin' girls?
What's happenin' girl? What's happenin?

I like Latin dem Latin women (I do)
And they love me cause I'm that man
With cocoa nuts and chocolate skin
I'm that mocha masculine
Feminines that are Latin call ya friends
And call your cousins cause I know you got dozens of them
Marias, Elizabeths, Sonyas and Blancas
When I see ya you can get boned if ya wanta
Yo quiero en I'm sincero
If you never had an ichi let me be your primero
We can hit the channel we can dance the bolero
Have a shopping spree and you can spend my dinero
But...
I wish you was more like JLo
(my love don't cost) Cause love don't cost a thing
So why don't you let this king love the queen of Argentin
Girl you know I know you know what I mean
Cause I like them'

[Chorus:]
Cuban girls, Cuban girls, I like em'
Puerto Rican girls, Puerto Rican girls, yo quiero'
Mexican girls, Mexican girls, yo quiero'
Spanish girls, Spanish girls, I like em'
Girls, Girls, Latin girls'
Latin girls, Latin girls'
You makin me hot girl!
What's happnin' girl? What's happnin? (oh!)

Que onda
Que quieres con mi
Mira muchacha esta es para ti
Latina chicana por mi
Mas finas me gusta me a si
Mira ah, mira ah, mira ah, mami
Esperate, esperate, esperate aqui
We could connect and act humanly
Indulge in animal instincts so we...
We could have conversation or...
Sexual relation or...
We could explore find out more
About things that we done before
Whether it be kinky thoughts
I'm a make your chonies drop
Watch as this shorty rock
I'll make your trick drop
They call me cum a lot
I like em'

[Chorus]

[Fergie sings in spanish:]
Ven a mi,
El paraiso sera para ti,
Sera para ti
Sentiras el fuego dentro de mi ser

Latin girls, Latin girls'
Latin girls, Latin girls'

Que pasa señorita
You a bronze skin mama
Me a mama son I wanna take you to Havana
We could get down every day of the semana
Dance to the music and follow the guitarra

(Clap, Clap, Clap, Come on)

Dame un momento quelo vuelvo como peso
Take you to Philippines then you don't have to spend a peso

We got connection like a novel to Aurida
I can relate cause latin girls look Phillipina
Check your history there's no mystery between us
Destiny made it possible to be us
I know about your culture cause it's mixed with mine
We go together well just like
Beats and rhymes and
Tequilas and limes and
Celeste with pine and
I'll say one more time
I like them'

[Chorus]

Yeah'....
I like em'....
Yo quiero'....
Yo quiero'....
I like em'....

[Fergie sings in spanish till the end:]
Dame un poquito más
Lo que tu
Tienes por ahi
Porque contigo yo quiero bailar ...
(Mmmmm lamlaralo...)
Contigo yo quiero bailar un bolero
Lord caballero
Dame [x26]
Contigo yo quiero...
Sabor

Sexy Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

[Verse 1]
I took ur picture, with one particluar reason and its to capture ur character,
I like to sit and stare at 'cha
Aint nothin wrong with starin at cha
Girl don't be scared at the fact that I envison us getting married and I ain't tryin to rush nuttin
Cuz I aint rushin
It'll take a time like, "whats them things that move slow you knowthem...damn..I cant think cuz u on my mind..."
And when u on my mindi cant find anything to ryhme with ryhme
I gotta ryhme ryhme with mixture
And speakin of mixture
With you I wanna be mixed up
Im like a record and ur like a record
So lets let the DJ mix us
Ur like an elixir
Thats got me tipsy,
This is just like Ripley's "Believe it or not" girl
But I love you

[chorus]
Girl u really got me goin
Outta control
I dot know what im doin
Lets let it go
And do what we do best
Take off our clothes
We look better undressed

[Bridge-repeat 2x]
Yes to sex
Yes to sex
No to War
No to war
Fightin' is rightin'
Fightin' is rightin'
Yes to sex
It's so much more exciting
Yes to sex
Yes to sex
No to War
No to war
Fightin is frightning
Fightin is frightening
Yes to sex
It's so much more exciting

[Verse 2]
For you im a fanatic
Im a addict
Ur sexy antics turn me on like automatic
No need to get dramatic
But I gotta have it
(gimme gimme gimme gimme)
Gimme some of them sexual acrobatics
Kama sutra girl, anything that suits you girl
Stuff that you ain't used to girl
Come over here and let me show you just how Willy do it
Im a freak and u knew it
Ur a freak and I knew it
Baby lets get to it
'cause...

[chorus]

Its called the S E X X X X
(YES YES YES)

[Verse 3]
U take me to extasy
Witout takin extasty
Its exactly like extasy
When u layin right next to me
Im sexin' u
Sexin u
U sexin me
Sexin me
Its feels so damn natural
Wut we doin so naturally
Im likin u rubbin' me
And u likin me rubbin' u
Da passions emaculate
While u lovin me lovin u
I put L-O-V-E in you I love me puttin' me in you
Make love to you
Just like Sergio Mendez plays the piano
[Play]

[Piano plays]

Fly Away Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

When the world changes, you adjust
So, on this joint right here we about to take flight ya'll
(Oo ooo)Check it out ya'll (Oo ooo)check it out ya'll
Yo Fergie what ya gonna do? (flip it out)

Yeah, what we came to do, show these people how we gonna do (mix it up)
Yeah, its Balck Eye Peas ya'll
So, check it out (ay)

You're here, so gone
this dark has got suddenly turned into dawn
I know you've already been here too long, too long, too long
Although you won't see me fall from grace
You step on my soul as you walk away
My demise you'll never know
I'm letting you go

(Fly away now)
Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck
Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up
Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop
You got to go now and fill up your cup
(Fly away now,fly away now)
Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus
Don't need to blow the horn I'll be tough, hey

You take me from me
With you forever, but darling I see
The world is who you belong to, not me
So I set you free

(Fly away now)
Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck
Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up
Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop
You got to go now and fill up your cup
(Fly away now, fly away now)
Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus
Don't need to blow the horn I'll be tough, hey

I be fallin' up never fallin' down
'Cause I spread my wings and glide around town

Fly, lover go
Find your nest,find your home
(Uh uh oh,uh uh uh oh)
I miss you so
Spread your wings, let it flow
(Uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)

I be fallin' up never fallin' down
'Cause I keep it on a higher level, elvated ground

Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck
Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up
Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop
You got to go and fill up your cup
Bout to get gone baby (fly away now)Yeah, get it gone now (fly away now)
Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus
Don't need to blow the horn I'll be tough, hey

Get back on the truck (yeah)
Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up
Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop
You got to go now and fill up up your cup
Bout to get gone baby (fly away now) Takin' flight now (uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)
Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus (yeah)
Don't need to blow that horn I'll be tough
Flip it up Flip it up (takin' flight now) (uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)
(Gettin' gone baby) switch it up switch it up (takin' flight now)(uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)
Flip it up (fly away now) switch it up (fly away now)
Takin' flight baby (uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)
Doin' whats right now (uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)

The Boogie That Be Lyrics – Black Eyed Peas

[Computerized police sirens]

Yo, you hear 'em sirens
I know you hear 'em
Don't get scared
It ain't five-o (naw)
That's the funk yo (yeah)
Don't act like you didn't know (hun)
It's just the way it goes (yeah)
When you messin' with the funk (yeah)
You bumpin' in the trunk (yeah)
You know it's what you want (yeah)
So just bump, the bump, da-bump
Bump, bump, bump it up

[Chorus:]
Bounce boo, to the boogie that be
You know I
Want you to come boogie with me
We can
Dip left, slide right, all night
It's time to be wild, freestyle

It's on and poppin'
Ain't no stoppin'
Us from rockin'
From tonight till ten o'clockin'
In the morning
Got neighbors knockin' (sign 'em now)
Fuck 'em go call them cops and
Watch 'em pigs walk and start boppin'
Heads to what that DJ droppin'
He play funk punkin', hip-hoppin'
Breakin' laws, yeah culture shockin'
We be pop lockin' and moshing
I get down and groove to cuts (yeah)
Check mark on all groovin' butts
Now days cats is scared to dare (that's right)
This beat plays, whoo
Here's my chance
Come on girl let's go out there
Dance on the floor, haaaa

[Chorus]

[Bridge:]
We can dance, and dance, dance
(Come on baby) Said we can dance, and dance, dance
(One more, whoo) I wanna dance, and dance, dance
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, we can dance, and dance, dance

[Jaime Gomez:]
Fergie's chillin'
Always illin'
The way I make you sway, ya feelin'
That's how it is
Get down and jam
If ya'll don't understand
Check it

Heat rock makin'
Street block shakin'
Club life's great when its house breakin'
Speakers thumpin'
Whole joint jumpin'
Disco funkin' get your booty bumpin'
This beats bangin'
I'm rap talkin'
Sweet spit slangin'
Keep your feet hopping
Dirty dancing
Nasty, naughty
Move that Jessie
Pump it hottie

Cause when I hear music
I just lose it
I wanna do it, with you, you, you, you
And when I hear music
I get in to it
I wanna do it, with you, you
Awwwwwwwwww

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

Come on, freak, freak
(Haaaa)Freak to the beat
(Haaaa)Yeah, freak, freak
(Haaaa)To the beat
(Haaaa)Yeah, freak, freak
(Haaaa)Wanna sound sweet
(Haaaa)Let's freak, freak
(Haaaa)And groove to the beat
Haaaaaaaaaaaaa
Ya'll, what the hell y'all come here for
If your ain't out there on that floor
Your asked me to bringing it, I brought a little more
I'll give it to your warm
Give it to you hardcore
You're all contaminated
I'm gonna keep this pure
Just for your, for yours pleasure
Cause all I wanna' do is have a ball, ya'll
Get on the floor y'all
And freak, freak y'all

[Bridge:]
We can dance, and dance, dance
(Come on baby) Said we can dance, and dance, dance
(One more, whoo, whoo, whoo) I wanna dance, and dance, dance
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, we can dance, and dance, dance
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Guitar solo]

(Haaaaaaaaaaaaa)

[Computerized police siren]