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Game Spider
- Black Eyed Peas -
Black Eyed Peas - Bump Ba Bump
[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
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Black Eyed Peas - Don't Lie
[WILL]
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 have 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]
Nononono baby, nononono don't lie
Nononono, yeah you kno know know know you gotta try
What you gonna do when it all comes out
When I see you & what you're all about
Nonono baby, nononono don't lie
Yeah you kno you kno you kno you kno 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]
Nononono baby, nononono don't lie (no, don't you lie)
Nononono, 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 see you & what you're all about
Nonono babe, nononono don't lie
Because you kno you kno you kno you kno 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)
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Black Eyed Peas - Don't Phunk With My Heart
(Fergy)
no no no no don't phunk wit my heart
no no no no don't phunk wit my heart
(Chorus) Fergy
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 wit your pistol shot me shot me
And I'm here helplessly in love and nothing can stop me you can't stop me once I started you can't return me once you bought it I come and baby don't got it I come and baby don't got it so lets be about it
Baby have some trustin' trustin' when I come wit lustin' lustin' cuz I bring you dat comfort I ain't only here cuz I want you body I want your mind too. Interesting when I find you and I'm interested in the long haul come on girl Yeehaw!
(Chorus)
no no no no don't phunk wit my heart
Girl you had me once you kissed me my love for you is not iffy I always want you wit me I'll play Bobby and you play Whitney If you smoke I smoke too dats how much I'm in love wit you. Crazy is wat crazy do I'm in love I'm a crazy fool
(Fergy)
no no no no don't phunk wit my heart
Why uou so insecure when you got passion and love here ya always claimin I'm a cheater thinkin I'm up and gonna leave ya for another senorita you forgot that I need ya u must of caught amnesia dats why you don't believe her (yeah check it out)
Don't you worry bout a thing baby cuz you know you got me by a string baby
Don't you worry bout a thing baby cuz 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 cuz a, dat dadat dadat dat dat girl dat da dat da dat dat dat girl (repeat 2x more)
(fergy)
no no no no don't phunk wit my heart
no no no no don't phunk wit my heart
(chorus Repeat 2x)
Don't you worry bout a thing baby cuz you know you got me by a string baby
Don't you worry bout a thing baby cuz you know you got me by a string baby
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Black Eyed Peas - Dum Diddely
na na na nie na na na nai na na na nie na na nai nai na na na nie na na na nai na na na nie na na nai nai
You know the music make me jump and prance
The BE Peas we keep you rocking as we dance
You know my music make em jump and prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley
You know the music make me jump and prance
The B.E.Peas we keep ya rockin as we dance
uh-us uh-us jump and prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley
Bring on the rhythm; bring on the drums
The rim shack 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
Penetrate your body 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 me jump and prance
The BE Peas we keep you rocking on the dance
You know my music make me 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 glow 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
You don't know my style, yeah let me take you out, come on
[Chorus]
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Black Eyed Peas - Feel It
Can you feel the hy-y-y-ype?
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)
Cause 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)
Cause 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 club 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
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Black Eyed Peas - Hey Mama
(la la la la la)
Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you move, 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 feel nauuughty
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 feel nauuughty
I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew
But everything I do, I do just for you
Im a little bit of Or, and a bigger bit of Nu
The true n*ggers know that the peas come thru
We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never disease(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' hot 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 druma)
Hey mama, this that sh*t 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 sh*t 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 and big sound pumpas
The beat bump bumpas 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)
Dont 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, its dirty, from the crew
BET, come and take heed, as we take the lead
(so come on bubba, dance to the druma)
Hey mama, this that sh*t 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
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty
But the race is not, for the swiss
But who really can, take control of it
And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre
til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti
Tippa is ouuuuuut
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 end of the thing
and we're really to nice, it finga akin
like rice and peas and chicken and bling
Hey mama, this that sh*t 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 sh*t 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)
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Black Eyed Peas - Let's Get It Started
Lets get retarded in here
And the bass keeps runnin', runnin and runnin', runninAnd runnin', runnin' and runnin', runninAnd runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin'
And runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin' and..
In this context, there's no disrespect
So when I bust my rhyme
You break your necks
We got five minutes for this to disconnect
From all intellect and let the rhythm effect
Apt to lose this inhibition
Follow your intuition
Free your inner soul
And break away from tradition
Cause when we be out
Girl, it's gonna be that
You wouldn't believe how
Wow s**t out
Burnin' till it's burned out
Turn it till it's turned out
Act 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 in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Lose control, all body, all soul
Don't move too fast people, just take it slow
Don't get ahead, just jump into it
Y'all hit a body, the Peas'll do it
Get started, get stupid
Don't worry 'bout it people, we'll walk you through it
Step by step, like if you're in for new kid
Inch by inch, with the new solution
Transmit hits, with no delusion
The feeling's irresistible and that's how we move it
C'mon!
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 in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
(yeah)
Runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin
C'mon y'all, let's get cuckoo (uh huh)
Let's get cuckoo (in here)
Right now get cuckoo (uh huh)
Let's get cuckoo (in here)
Right now get cuckoo (uh huh)
Let's get cuckoo (in here)
Oh, oh, oh
Ya ya ya.....
Let's get ill, that's the deal
Apt the gade, and we'll bring the butt doc drill
(Just) lose your mind, this is the time
Y'all guessed this drill, just to bang your spine
(Just) bob that head like epilepsy
Up inside your club, or in your Bentley
Get messy
Ah, this sick y'all mind faster than another head trip
(So) come now y'all, don't correct it
Let's get ig'nant, let's get happy
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 in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get cuckoo (uh huh)
We cuckoo (in here)
Let's get cuckoo (uh huh)
We cuckoo (in here)
We cuckoo (uh huh)
We cuckoo O O O
Let's (ya, ya, ya....)
[till fade]
Runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin
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Black Eyed Peas - Like That
Question for the ages
What's going on with my rap pages?
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 wiles 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 here for my Black Eyed Peas
So watch it watch it be marvelled on the speakers please
Coz they gonna marvel and shake the ground
Break addles break the sound
Fill the embraceful pound
Treat all the things profound
If you wanna do 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 coz I got it like that
And I got it like that also
Got a style that's way out like Barstow
You know I'ma cook a nigga like Chocko
Steady jumpin' round like it's heavy cargo
(Can I kick?) Yup, really far though
From Osegundo 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
Coz we show the classic example
Now they know the Peas collect the dough
So they knocking on our door like we was 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 herbs but I'm still rollin nice with the Fergs
So fuck (hey!) what you heard
Coz 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 the white rat
I need a shot at ramming 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 mikes somebody might get killed
So many damn rappers there's a stifle in heaven
My tongue is a weapon and plus when I bust all this stuff with Legend
When this Brooklyn MC come after you
You be running like I herd a carrel at Murdell 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 fast 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 ??
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
Give me music from 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
Whadup to De La, shot 'em out
True hip-hop music now
Positive vibes, no doubt
My man Fivedog is in the house
My man Shahid's in the house
Tabu You know I'm in the house
Black Eyed Peas represent sellin out [3x]
It's like that da-da..
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Black Eyed Peas - My Humps
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
all junk inside your trunk
[Fergie]
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 ice
Dolce and Gabbana
Fendi and ???
Caring they be sharin
All their money got me wearing fly
Whether I aint askin
They say they love mah ass in
Seven Jeans
True religion
I say no
but they keep givin
So I keep on takin
And no I aint fakin
We can keep on takin
Now keep on demonstratin
My love my love my love my love
you love my lady lumps
my hump my hump my hump
my humps they got you..
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..and spending time on me..
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..uh on me on me..
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
all that junk inside that trunk..
[Fergie]
I'ma get get get get you drunk
get you love drunk off my hump
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that ass
all that ass inside your jeans
[Fergie]
I'ma make make make make you scream
make you scream make you scream
Coz of my humps my hump my hump my hump
my hump my hump my hump my lovely lady lumps
Check it out
[Will.i.am]
I met a girl down at the disco
She said hey hey hey ya lets go
I can be ya baby, you could be my honey
Lets spend time not money
And mix your milk with my coco puff
milky milky coco mix
your milk with my coco puff
Milky milky
Riiiiight...
[Fergie]
They say I'm really sexy
The boys they wanna sex me
They always standin next to me
Always dancin next to me
tryna 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 aint my man boy
I'm just tryna 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
my lovely lady lumps my lovely lady lumps
In the back and in the front
my loving got you..
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..and spending time on me..
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..uh on me on me..
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
all junk inside that trunk
[Fergie]
I'ma get get get get you drunk
get you love drunk off my hump
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that ass
all that ass inside your jeans
[Fergie]
I'ma make make make make you scream
make you scream make you scream
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
all that junk inside that trunk
[Fergie]
I'ma get get get get you drunk
get you love drunk off this hump
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that breasts
all that breast inside that shirt
[Fergie]
I'ma make make make make you work
make you work work make you work
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..and spending time on me..
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..uh on me on me
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Black Eyed Peas - My Style
Lord have Mercy[7x]
[Chorus]
I know that you like my style [2x]
You came here to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know you like my style[2x]
YOu gotta drop it on your ass right now
So everybody in the place get wild
[so what you sayin]
Whats up Whats up with you girl[2x]
Whats up Whats 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
'Cuz I'm a champ on the rap like rocky
And when I spit it trying out at Z rocks me
Got my style trademark with the copy
Rights, you know my style is not chip
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 propane
And I bang them thangs like a love em 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 our beat up
We be rolling four Hummers and a bimma [in a bimma]
With sunset off the chi cantina [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 [this]
I'ma give it to you like that and like this
And my momma always told me 'My baby's a genius'
[Chorus]
Te gusta mi estilo [estilo]
Dile a tu tia y tu tio [tio]
AHÍ VIENE jimmy with the lingo [lingo]
I like to keep my style on singo [singo]
Baby you can call me mi hijo [mi hijo]
I make you say '¡AY, DIOS MÍO!'
TU CHOCHA ES TODO MÍO
I make it hot for you if it's FRÍO
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 tryin' to meet with us
They know our style is fabulous
Off the hook our style ridiculous
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba… [atleast 7x]
What's up, what's up with you girl [2x]
What's up, what's up with you boy [2x]
let me tell ya
I know that you like my style [2x]
I've been gone for a while
But I'm back with a brand new style
Timbo [timbo]
Black Eyed Peas [Black Eyed Peas]
JT [that's me]
And we out baby [out baby]
La-la-la-la-la-la [till end off song]
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Black Eyed Peas - Pump It
Ha ha ha
Pump it
Ha ha ha
And pump it (louder) [4x]
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right
N*ggas wanna hate on us (who)
N*ggas wanna 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 sh*t
F-R-E-S-H (fresh)
D-E-F, that's right we def (rock)
We definite B-E-P, we rappin' 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
Waiting on down for the B-boys
And B-girls waiting, doin' 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
ya ya ya ya uh uh
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
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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 losin control
And we try to make it work
But it still isn't 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'm with my friends
Even though I had legitimate reasons (bull shit)
You know I have to make them evidence (bull shit)
How could you trust our private lives girl
That's why you don't believe my lies
And quit this lecture
[Chorus]
Why does he know she 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 him the love that you be givin
Changing up your livin
For a lovin transistion
Girl lip so much she tryin 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 sayin
�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 dyin
Why can't you stop tryin
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? Cuz 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
Cuz 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 usless
Whhoooaaaa
[Chorus]
Stop the talking baby
Or I start walking baby
Is that all there is [repeat]
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Black Eyed Peas - Where Is The Love
What's wrong with the world, mama
People livin' like they ain't got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma
Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin'
In the USA, the big CIA
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah
Badness is what you demonstrate
And that's exactly how anger works and operates
N**, you gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love
The love, the love
It just ain't the same, always unchanged
New days are strange, is the world insane?
If love and peace is so strong
Why are there pieces of love that don't belong
Nations droppin' bombs
Chemical gasses fillin' lungs of little ones
With the ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young
So ask yourself is the lovin' really gone
So I could ask myself really what is goin' wrong
In this world that we livin' in people keep on givin'
in
Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends
Not respectin' each other, deny thy brother
A war is goin' on but the reason's undercover
The truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rug
If you never know truth then you never know love
Where's the love, y'all, come on (I don't know)
Where's the truth, y'all, come on (I don't know)
Where's the love, y'all
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love
The love, the love
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I'm gettin' older, y'all, people gets colder
Most of us only care about money makin'
Selfishness got us followin' our own direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria
Kids want to act like what they see in the cinema
Yo', whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness in equality
Instead in spreading love we're spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down
There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under
Gotta keep my faith alive till love is found
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Black Eyed Peas - Bump Ba Bump
[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
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Black Eyed Peas - Don't Lie
[WILL]
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 have 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]
Nononono baby, nononono don't lie
Nononono, yeah you kno know know know you gotta try
What you gonna do when it all comes out
When I see you & what you're all about
Nonono baby, nononono don't lie
Yeah you kno you kno you kno you kno 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]
Nononono baby, nononono don't lie (no, don't you lie)
Nononono, 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 see you & what you're all about
Nonono babe, nononono don't lie
Because you kno you kno you kno you kno 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)
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Black Eyed Peas - Don't Phunk With My Heart
(Fergy)
no no no no don't phunk wit my heart
no no no no don't phunk wit my heart
(Chorus) Fergy
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 wit your pistol shot me shot me
And I'm here helplessly in love and nothing can stop me you can't stop me once I started you can't return me once you bought it I come and baby don't got it I come and baby don't got it so lets be about it
Baby have some trustin' trustin' when I come wit lustin' lustin' cuz I bring you dat comfort I ain't only here cuz I want you body I want your mind too. Interesting when I find you and I'm interested in the long haul come on girl Yeehaw!
(Chorus)
no no no no don't phunk wit my heart
Girl you had me once you kissed me my love for you is not iffy I always want you wit me I'll play Bobby and you play Whitney If you smoke I smoke too dats how much I'm in love wit you. Crazy is wat crazy do I'm in love I'm a crazy fool
(Fergy)
no no no no don't phunk wit my heart
Why uou so insecure when you got passion and love here ya always claimin I'm a cheater thinkin I'm up and gonna leave ya for another senorita you forgot that I need ya u must of caught amnesia dats why you don't believe her (yeah check it out)
Don't you worry bout a thing baby cuz you know you got me by a string baby
Don't you worry bout a thing baby cuz 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 cuz a, dat dadat dadat dat dat girl dat da dat da dat dat dat girl (repeat 2x more)
(fergy)
no no no no don't phunk wit my heart
no no no no don't phunk wit my heart
(chorus Repeat 2x)
Don't you worry bout a thing baby cuz you know you got me by a string baby
Don't you worry bout a thing baby cuz you know you got me by a string baby
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Black Eyed Peas - Dum Diddely
na na na nie na na na nai na na na nie na na nai nai na na na nie na na na nai na na na nie na na nai nai
You know the music make me jump and prance
The BE Peas we keep you rocking as we dance
You know my music make em jump and prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley
You know the music make me jump and prance
The B.E.Peas we keep ya rockin as we dance
uh-us uh-us jump and prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley
Bring on the rhythm; bring on the drums
The rim shack 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
Penetrate your body 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 me jump and prance
The BE Peas we keep you rocking on the dance
You know my music make me 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 glow 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
You don't know my style, yeah let me take you out, come on
[Chorus]
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Black Eyed Peas - Feel It
Can you feel the hy-y-y-ype?
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)
Cause 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)
Cause 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 club 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
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Black Eyed Peas - Hey Mama
(la la la la la)
Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you move, 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 feel nauuughty
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 feel nauuughty
I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew
But everything I do, I do just for you
Im a little bit of Or, and a bigger bit of Nu
The true n*ggers know that the peas come thru
We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never disease(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' hot 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 druma)
Hey mama, this that sh*t 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 sh*t 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 and big sound pumpas
The beat bump bumpas 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)
Dont 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, its dirty, from the crew
BET, come and take heed, as we take the lead
(so come on bubba, dance to the druma)
Hey mama, this that sh*t 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
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty
But the race is not, for the swiss
But who really can, take control of it
And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre
til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti
Tippa is ouuuuuut
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 end of the thing
and we're really to nice, it finga akin
like rice and peas and chicken and bling
Hey mama, this that sh*t 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 sh*t 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)
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Black Eyed Peas - Let's Get It Started
Lets get retarded in here
And the bass keeps runnin', runnin and runnin', runninAnd runnin', runnin' and runnin', runninAnd runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin'
And runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin' and..
In this context, there's no disrespect
So when I bust my rhyme
You break your necks
We got five minutes for this to disconnect
From all intellect and let the rhythm effect
Apt to lose this inhibition
Follow your intuition
Free your inner soul
And break away from tradition
Cause when we be out
Girl, it's gonna be that
You wouldn't believe how
Wow s**t out
Burnin' till it's burned out
Turn it till it's turned out
Act 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 in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Lose control, all body, all soul
Don't move too fast people, just take it slow
Don't get ahead, just jump into it
Y'all hit a body, the Peas'll do it
Get started, get stupid
Don't worry 'bout it people, we'll walk you through it
Step by step, like if you're in for new kid
Inch by inch, with the new solution
Transmit hits, with no delusion
The feeling's irresistible and that's how we move it
C'mon!
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 in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
(yeah)
Runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin
C'mon y'all, let's get cuckoo (uh huh)
Let's get cuckoo (in here)
Right now get cuckoo (uh huh)
Let's get cuckoo (in here)
Right now get cuckoo (uh huh)
Let's get cuckoo (in here)
Oh, oh, oh
Ya ya ya.....
Let's get ill, that's the deal
Apt the gade, and we'll bring the butt doc drill
(Just) lose your mind, this is the time
Y'all guessed this drill, just to bang your spine
(Just) bob that head like epilepsy
Up inside your club, or in your Bentley
Get messy
Ah, this sick y'all mind faster than another head trip
(So) come now y'all, don't correct it
Let's get ig'nant, let's get happy
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 in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get retarded in (ha) let's get retarded in here
Let's get cuckoo (uh huh)
We cuckoo (in here)
Let's get cuckoo (uh huh)
We cuckoo (in here)
We cuckoo (uh huh)
We cuckoo O O O
Let's (ya, ya, ya....)
[till fade]
Runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin
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Black Eyed Peas - Like That
Question for the ages
What's going on with my rap pages?
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 wiles 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 here for my Black Eyed Peas
So watch it watch it be marvelled on the speakers please
Coz they gonna marvel and shake the ground
Break addles break the sound
Fill the embraceful pound
Treat all the things profound
If you wanna do 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 coz I got it like that
And I got it like that also
Got a style that's way out like Barstow
You know I'ma cook a nigga like Chocko
Steady jumpin' round like it's heavy cargo
(Can I kick?) Yup, really far though
From Osegundo 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
Coz we show the classic example
Now they know the Peas collect the dough
So they knocking on our door like we was 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 herbs but I'm still rollin nice with the Fergs
So fuck (hey!) what you heard
Coz 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 the white rat
I need a shot at ramming 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 mikes somebody might get killed
So many damn rappers there's a stifle in heaven
My tongue is a weapon and plus when I bust all this stuff with Legend
When this Brooklyn MC come after you
You be running like I herd a carrel at Murdell 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 fast 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 ??
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
Give me music from 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
Whadup to De La, shot 'em out
True hip-hop music now
Positive vibes, no doubt
My man Fivedog is in the house
My man Shahid's in the house
Tabu You know I'm in the house
Black Eyed Peas represent sellin out [3x]
It's like that da-da..
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Black Eyed Peas - My Humps
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
all junk inside your trunk
[Fergie]
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 ice
Dolce and Gabbana
Fendi and ???
Caring they be sharin
All their money got me wearing fly
Whether I aint askin
They say they love mah ass in
Seven Jeans
True religion
I say no
but they keep givin
So I keep on takin
And no I aint fakin
We can keep on takin
Now keep on demonstratin
My love my love my love my love
you love my lady lumps
my hump my hump my hump
my humps they got you..
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..and spending time on me..
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..uh on me on me..
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
all that junk inside that trunk..
[Fergie]
I'ma get get get get you drunk
get you love drunk off my hump
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that ass
all that ass inside your jeans
[Fergie]
I'ma make make make make you scream
make you scream make you scream
Coz of my humps my hump my hump my hump
my hump my hump my hump my lovely lady lumps
Check it out
[Will.i.am]
I met a girl down at the disco
She said hey hey hey ya lets go
I can be ya baby, you could be my honey
Lets spend time not money
And mix your milk with my coco puff
milky milky coco mix
your milk with my coco puff
Milky milky
Riiiiight...
[Fergie]
They say I'm really sexy
The boys they wanna sex me
They always standin next to me
Always dancin next to me
tryna 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 aint my man boy
I'm just tryna 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
my lovely lady lumps my lovely lady lumps
In the back and in the front
my loving got you..
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..and spending time on me..
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..uh on me on me..
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
all junk inside that trunk
[Fergie]
I'ma get get get get you drunk
get you love drunk off my hump
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that ass
all that ass inside your jeans
[Fergie]
I'ma make make make make you scream
make you scream make you scream
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
all that junk inside that trunk
[Fergie]
I'ma get get get get you drunk
get you love drunk off this hump
[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that breasts
all that breast inside that shirt
[Fergie]
I'ma make make make make you work
make you work work make you work
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..and spending time on me..
[Will.i.am]
Shes got me spending..
[Fergie]
Ohh..Spending all your money on me..uh on me on me
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Black Eyed Peas - My Style
Lord have Mercy[7x]
[Chorus]
I know that you like my style [2x]
You came here to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know you like my style[2x]
YOu gotta drop it on your ass right now
So everybody in the place get wild
[so what you sayin]
Whats up Whats up with you girl[2x]
Whats up Whats 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
'Cuz I'm a champ on the rap like rocky
And when I spit it trying out at Z rocks me
Got my style trademark with the copy
Rights, you know my style is not chip
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 propane
And I bang them thangs like a love em 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 our beat up
We be rolling four Hummers and a bimma [in a bimma]
With sunset off the chi cantina [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 [this]
I'ma give it to you like that and like this
And my momma always told me 'My baby's a genius'
[Chorus]
Te gusta mi estilo [estilo]
Dile a tu tia y tu tio [tio]
AHÍ VIENE jimmy with the lingo [lingo]
I like to keep my style on singo [singo]
Baby you can call me mi hijo [mi hijo]
I make you say '¡AY, DIOS MÍO!'
TU CHOCHA ES TODO MÍO
I make it hot for you if it's FRÍO
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 tryin' to meet with us
They know our style is fabulous
Off the hook our style ridiculous
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba… [atleast 7x]
What's up, what's up with you girl [2x]
What's up, what's up with you boy [2x]
let me tell ya
I know that you like my style [2x]
I've been gone for a while
But I'm back with a brand new style
Timbo [timbo]
Black Eyed Peas [Black Eyed Peas]
JT [that's me]
And we out baby [out baby]
La-la-la-la-la-la [till end off song]
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Black Eyed Peas - Pump It
Ha ha ha
Pump it
Ha ha ha
And pump it (louder) [4x]
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right
N*ggas wanna hate on us (who)
N*ggas wanna 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 sh*t
F-R-E-S-H (fresh)
D-E-F, that's right we def (rock)
We definite B-E-P, we rappin' 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
Waiting on down for the B-boys
And B-girls waiting, doin' 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
ya ya ya ya uh uh
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
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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 losin control
And we try to make it work
But it still isn't 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'm with my friends
Even though I had legitimate reasons (bull shit)
You know I have to make them evidence (bull shit)
How could you trust our private lives girl
That's why you don't believe my lies
And quit this lecture
[Chorus]
Why does he know she 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 him the love that you be givin
Changing up your livin
For a lovin transistion
Girl lip so much she tryin 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 sayin
�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 dyin
Why can't you stop tryin
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? Cuz 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
Cuz 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 usless
Whhoooaaaa
[Chorus]
Stop the talking baby
Or I start walking baby
Is that all there is [repeat]
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Black Eyed Peas - Where Is The Love
What's wrong with the world, mama
People livin' like they ain't got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma
Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin'
In the USA, the big CIA
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah
Badness is what you demonstrate
And that's exactly how anger works and operates
N**, you gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love
The love, the love
It just ain't the same, always unchanged
New days are strange, is the world insane?
If love and peace is so strong
Why are there pieces of love that don't belong
Nations droppin' bombs
Chemical gasses fillin' lungs of little ones
With the ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young
So ask yourself is the lovin' really gone
So I could ask myself really what is goin' wrong
In this world that we livin' in people keep on givin'
in
Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends
Not respectin' each other, deny thy brother
A war is goin' on but the reason's undercover
The truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rug
If you never know truth then you never know love
Where's the love, y'all, come on (I don't know)
Where's the truth, y'all, come on (I don't know)
Where's the love, y'all
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love
The love, the love
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I'm gettin' older, y'all, people gets colder
Most of us only care about money makin'
Selfishness got us followin' our own direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria
Kids want to act like what they see in the cinema
Yo', whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness in equality
Instead in spreading love we're spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down
There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under
Gotta keep my faith alive till love is found
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)