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MessageSujet: Paroles de l'album Monkey Business   Mer 6 Juil - 17:51

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 can be eerin' us (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

Pump it (louder) [4x]

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 HEARTH???


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, 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 by and you'll play with me
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
Lord, have mercy [7x]

[Chorus]
I know that you like my style [2x]
You can't get to turn you out
Everybody in the place get wild
I know that you like my style [2x]
You've gotta drop it on your pants right now
Everybody in the place get wild

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
'Coz I'm a champ on the rep like rocky
And when I spit it trying out at Z rocks 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 (?)

[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 (?)
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]

I like to keep my style on singo
Baby you can call me mijo [mijo]
I make you say “Adios, mijo”

I make it hot for you if it's frijo

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'a 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
JT [that's me]
And we out baby [out baby]

Ba-da-ba-da-ba-ba-ba...-------
DONT LIE comment trouvez vous ce titre?

Yeah, uhuh, la da da da da

Hey, baby my nose is getting big
I noticed it be growing when I been telling them fibs
now you say your trust's gettin weaker
probably coz my lies just started gettin deeper
and the reason for my confession is that I learn my lesson
and I really think you have to know the truuth
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 pre-dit-tor
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 ya
cos what you did to me I did to you

Nononono baby, nononono don't lie
nononono, yeah you kno kno kno know you gotta try
what you gonna do when it all comes out
when I see you & what you're all about

nonono babe, nononono don't lie
yeah you kno kno kno know you gotta try

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
tryin 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

and I lie and I lie [2]

and now our emotions are drained
cos I lie and I lie and a little lie lie
and now your emotions are drained

Nononono babe, nononono don't lie
nononono, yeah you kno kno kno know you gotta try
what you gonna do when it all comes out
when I see you & what you're all about

nonono babe, nononono don't lie
because you kno kno kno know you gotta try

ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
ba da ba da ba da ba da badabada

Yo, I'm lieing to my girl
even tho I love her
and she all in my world
I give her all my atention 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

and I lie and I lie and I lie til there's no turning back
I don't know why,[and I lie and I lie til I don't know who I am

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MessageSujet: Re: Paroles de l'album Monkey Business   Mer 6 Juil - 17:52

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 f**kers crazy
I do it on the daily
they treat me really nicely
They buy me all these icys
Dolce and Garbana
Fendi and Nidana
Caring they be sharin
All their money got me wearing fly
Whether I aint askin
They say they love mah ass in
Surfin Jeans
True religion
I say no
but they keep givin
So I keep on takin
And no I aint fakin
We can keep on datin
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..


----------

DUM DIDDLEY

Na na na na nie
Na na na na nay
Na na na na nie
Na na nay nay
Na na na na nie
Na na na na nay
Na na na na nie
Na na nay nay

You know the music make me jump and prance
The B E Peas we keep you rocking ()
You know my music make me 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 you rocking ()
Pass it Pass it
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
There go your ear drum
So raise the volume to the maximum
Base booming bout to make your body feel numb
Pulse say she probably penetrate your skeleton

This little diddley definitely demonstrates some
Dum Diddley Dum – So dance to the drum

Don't hurt yourself take it easy
There's no better time than right now
So let yourself go, oh eh oh
Watch yourself now (here comes the sound)

Don't hurt yourself take it easy
There's no better time than right now
So let yourself go, oh eh oh
Watch yourself now (here comes the sound)

You know the music make me jump and prance
The B E Peas we keep you rocking ()
You know my music make me 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 you rocking ()
Pass it Pass it
Jump and Prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley

Freeze
Music Please
Apparently we the true MC's
BE Boys no decoys you know the sting
B E Peas (till infinity)
And we officially also fresh the scene
So tell me if you see a cool that officially
Hit the whole glow
--- Unidentified Line ---
Get out the hit
(Check out my melody)

Don't hurt yourself take it easy
There's no better time than right now
So let yourself go, oh eh oh
Watch yourself now (here comes the sound)

Don't hurt yourself take it easy
There's no better time than right now
So let yourself go, oh eh oh
Watch yourself now (here comes the sound)

You know the music make me jump and prance
The B E Peas we keep you rocking on the ()
You know my music make me 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 you rocking ()
Pass it Pass it
Jump and Prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley

{{{ Bum Bum Bum Diddley Diddley
Ya mop Diddley Diddley }}} (too hard to write these up!)

Sim Sim Sim
Blum Blum Blum
The Black Eyed Peas pick up with action
Repeating rhy-rhythm in satisfaction
No need for asking
That's whats happenin
Da blimp blimp blimp
Da blah blah blau
You didn't know me then
And you didn't know me now
--- Unidentified Line ---
--- Unidentified Line ---

Don't hurt yourself take it easy
There's no better time than right now
So let yourself go, oh eh oh
Watch yourself now (here comes the sound)

Don't hurt yourself take it easy
There's no better time than right now
So let yourself go, oh eh oh
Watch yourself now (here comes the sound)

You know the music make me jump and prance
The B E Peas we keep you rocking on the ()
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 you rocking ()
Pass it Pass it
Jump and Prance
Dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley dum dum diddley diddley

Na na na na nie
Na na na na nay
Na na na na nie
Na na nay nay
Na na na na nie
Na na na na nay
Na na na na nie
Na na na na nay
Na na na na nie
Na na na na nay
-------------------------------

Feel It

------------------------------


Gone Going Gone

[Will.i.am] --

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
Hes a rich man so hes no longer singin the blues
Hes 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 aint singing from the heart
Sooner or later hes just gonna fall apart
Coz hes fans can't relate to his new found art
He ain't doing what he did from the start
and thats -----?
He decided to live his life shallow
Passion is love for material

[Jack Johnson] --

And its gone..gone..going..
gone..everything gone..give a damn..
gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing..
gone people..up arkward with their things..
Gone.

[Will.i.am] --

You see yourself in the mirror and ya
Feel safe coz it looks familiar but ya
Afraid to open up your soul coz ya
Don't really know
Don't really know
who is,
The person thats deep within
Coz your content with just being
the nieve brown man and ya
Fail to see that its trivial
Insignificent, you addicted to material
I've seen your kind before
Your the type that thinks souls is sold in a store
Packaged up with insense sticks
With them vegatarian meals
To you thats rightous
You're fiction like books
you need to go out to life and look
Coz..What happens when they take your material
You already sold ya soul
and its..

[Jack Johnson] --

And its gone..gone..going..
gone..everything gone..give a damn..
gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing..
gone people..up arkward with their things..
Gone.

[Will.i.am] --

You say that time is money
and money is time
so you got mind in ya money
and ya money on ya mind
But what about..
That crime thatcha did to get paid
And what about..
That bid, you can't take it to your brain

[Jack Johnson] --

Why you on about those shoes you'll wear today
They'll do no good
On the bridges you've walked along the way

[Will.i.am] --

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 --- 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 whats worst is your soul'll be gone

[Jack Johnson] --

And its gone..gone..going..
gone..everything gone..give a damn..
gone be the birds when they don't wanna sing..
gone people..up arkward with their things..
Gone.
---------------------------

THEY DON'T WANT MUSIC

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 (?) 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 phunks on you
Depends on their 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 the beat
The soul is caged no bits now free
Unless the rhyme was rocked by me
I got the balls to bang
Yeah, steady, just doing my thang
I just do it [ha!]
I just do it you know
My momma said to do it you know
So I'ma do it 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 [2x]
You got to roll with the phunk [2x]
You got to roll with the phunk [you wanna be sweet and fine, hey! Hey! Hey!]
Rock with the punk
You got to roll with the phunk [2x]
A woman that'll phunk your horn
Play that phunky horn now
Gimme that phunky horn now
Hey! Hey! Hey!



You got to roll with the phunk [2x]
You got to dance with the phunk
I said I like to dance with the phunk
You've got to shake with the phunk
Shaky shaky shake with the phunk

Gimme that phunky horn
I need that phunky horn
Play that phunky horn now
... 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
R-O-double-L keep rolling with the phunk
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...

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MessageSujet: Re: Paroles de l'album Monkey Business   Mer 6 Juil - 17:52

Disco Club comment trouvez vous ce titre?
[Chorus]
If the lady's in the disco club
I'll freak you in the disco club
And dancing in the disco club
And shaking in the disco club
If you 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 slanging ass bodies and perty ass mouths
After the club we're going straight to my house
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 gomma 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
I'm trying to holler at you [you]
First time I see ya' I was like 'hallelujah' [hallelujah!]
Turn around, let me view ya'
Damn I wanna do ya' [oh!]
Baby let's get into it
Make moves like me and you was intimate
Let's pretend that this beat is a hot beat blown with 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 Cresson
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
If you take me to the disco club

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UNION

[Chorus]
[One for all, one for all]

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 a (?) and a cure
Coz do you really think Mohammed got a problem with your whole world
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 permanent today
Coz the peace in the destination of war can't be the way
There's no way, so people just be 'em wanna be a man
Realise 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, different sink and religion
Why do we keep missing the point on our mission?
Why do we keep 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 this curse
Utilising all 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 the other follows another 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]

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Bebot


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Bump Da Bump

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
No need to get political, this a 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 bang booming like... (Ohh)
Yea nigga don't front
Cuz this beat got you running just like uh
(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

[Chorus]
(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)
Don't assume, there's no room for assumption
We the crew that keep the phunk just phunking
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 I'ma 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)

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 sm-smoke em if you want
This that beat that make ya, you know the rest
It's that beat that make ya bump ya bump (ohh)
I'll give ya what you want, come on

[Chorus]

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-ba-bump bump ba-bump
This is bumping, bumping, (Oh) bumping, bumping
When the base ba-bump ba-bumps it takes over me
(This is bumping, bumping) you know I feel (bumping, bumping)
So unreal, Ba-da bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bump

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AUDIO DELITE

Check it] Ever since I was a little younger
I always had a rhyme that I flung up
In any situation that you brung up
Black Eyed Peas would shake a party like thunder
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
Motherfuckers [hey!] don't sit and ponder
Coz we come with no blutes, no blunders
We keep it fat like Attila the Honda
Latin ladies be like 'Ay Karumba'
We calling in there like you chilling in the summer

[Chorus]
We gave you some, now you gonna ask for some more
But no, brother you ain't gonna get no more
And I know you really like this audio delite,
Coz my drum goes 'dum diddy-dumma'
Check it out:
One time, for your mind
Two's for your
Three's for your body, and
Four's for the ambiance
Check it out coz this is how it go

I'm sick with the rhyme - I'm infected
Since '95 the BEPs perfected
The way we get down on the record
We coming up, we 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 check-its
We're coming hectic and hyper
Aiming like a sniper
And when I rock the mike y'all respect it
You respect it coz you know I'm known to kill it
I make you make you make you hotter than the skillet
Yeah, and I know you gonna feel it
Black Eyed Peas – we the r- we the realest

[Chorus]

My faithful never fall
For every main (?)
Gaining fame, that's the deal, entertaining y'all
Never change or conform, we always rock 'n' roll
I remember when we used to bust at the mall
Ways of expressing my love for the art
Now we here to restore these rap laws
Coz the way it is now's not the way I saw
So check it:
I'ma do it like this
So y'all can recite this
Hip-hop anthem once more
I won't let the mike rest
No you won't catch me rhymeless
No matter what the feat you got in store

[Chorus]


again, i'm not sure if all of them are right.

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