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Will.I.Am]
What cha gonna do wit all that junk
All that junk inside your trunk

[Fergie]
I'm gonna get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk of my hump
My hump (8x)
My lovely little lumps
Check it out

[Fergie]
I drive these fuckers crazy
I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all these ices'
Gucci and Gabana
Fendi and Madonna
Carin' they be sharin
All their money got me wearin, fly
Good that I'm ain't asking
They say they love my ass and
Seven jeans too religant
I say no, but they keep givin
So I keep on takin
And no I ain't taking
We can keep on dating
Now keep on demonstrating

[Fergie]/[Will.I.Am]
My love (4x)
You love my lady lumps
My hump (3x)
My humps they gots chu..
(She got me spending)
Oh, spending all your money on me
And spending time on me
(She got me spending)
Oh, spending all your money on me, ah-on me
On me

[Will.I.Am]
What cha gonna do wit all that junk
All that junk inside your trunk

[Fergie]
I'm gonna get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk of my hump

[Will.I.Am]
What cha gonna do wit all that ass
All that ass inside em jeans

[Fergie]
I'm gonna make-make-make-make you scream
Make you scream
Make you scream

[Fergie]
Cause of my hump
My hump (6x)
My lovely lady lumps
Check it out

[Will.I.Am]
I met a girl down at the disco
She said "Hey, hey, hey you let's go
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's spend time, not money
And mix your milk with my coco puffs
Milky, milky coco
Mix your milk with my coco puffs
Milky, milky riiiiiggght"

[Fergie]
They say I'm really sexy
The boys all want to sex me
They always standing next to me
Always dancing next to me
Tryin' to feel my hump, hump
Lookin' at my lump, lump
You can look
But chu can't touch it
If you touch it, I'm-ah
Start some drama
You don't want no drama
No, no drama
No, no, no drama
So don't pull on my hand, boy
You ain't my man, boy
I'm just tryin' to dance, boy
And move my hump

[Fergie]/[Will.I.Am]
My hump (10x)
My lovely lady lumps (3x)
(No)
In the back and in the front
My lovin gots chu..
(She got me spending)
Oh, spending all your money on me
And spending time on me
(She got me spending)
Oh, spending all your money on me, ah-on me
On me

[Will.I.Am]
What cha gonna do wit all that junk
All that junk inside your trunk

[Fergie]
I'm gonna get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk of my hump

[Will.I.Am]
What cha gonna do wit all that ass
All that ass inside em jeans

[Fergie]
I'm gonna make-make-make-make you scream
Make you scream
Make you scream

[Will.I.Am]
What cha gonna do wit all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk

[Fergie]
I'm gonna get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk off this hump

will.i.am
What cha gonna do wit all that breast
All that breast inside that shirt

[Fergie]
I'm gonna make-make-make-make you work
Make you work, work
Make you work

[Fergie]/[Will.I.Am]
(She got me spending)
Oh, spending all your money on me
And spending time on me
(She got me spending)
Oh, spending all your money on me, ah-on me
On me

Let's get restarded

Let's Get Retarded, in here...

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

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

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

 Lose control, of body and soul.
Don't move too fast, people, just take it slow.
Don't get ahead, just jump into it.
Ya'll here a body, two peices to it.
Get stutted, get stupid.
You'll want me body people will walk you through it.
Step by step, like you're into new kid.
Inch by inch with the new solution.
Trench men hits, with no delusion.
The feeling's irresistible and that's how we movin'.

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

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

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

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

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 a n**** 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 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 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 to lovers bound

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)

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 [fade])

Shut up

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]

Labor day

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

Its aholiday pardon me as i celebrate
And thats the way we do it we get a lil loopy of the ignorant fluid
And act a lil stupid desication didnt do it and thats how we do it dont ask why we do it
Thats just the way it be lovin double Ds up in the ad
When i party in hollywood VIP i dont understand thats tle cuz

We party forever n get down together we dont stop n we dont quick
Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday
I dont work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate
Cuz its a holiday i dont work today naw pardon me as i celebrate
(oOo oOo)
Its time to celebrate serving up beat box on a hot plate like that yall
We on a festive date make it go ape n raise ur heart rate (oOo oOo)
We gon stay out late party till the morning n wake up late
We do it til the day break we gon on n on n on n on n (oOo oOo)
Dance to my rhyme i can holla acapelas deaf till ya blind
Tr mine baby take ya to the moon for your behind baby
Take u to the moon n just recline baby ??
We dont stop girl we dont quit nope we dont quit nope we dont quit

We party forever n get down together we dont stop n we dont quick
Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday
I dont work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate
Cuz its a holiday i dont work today naw pardon me as i celebrate

Dotn stop it just push it dont stop it just push it 
Move yo body n push it get naughty n push it 
We gon party n push it we gon party n push it
Move yo body n push it get naughty n push it cuz...

Its a holiday pardon me as i celebrate (oOo oOo)
Its time to get wasted n scope the whole place with girls with cute faces (oOo oOo)
Cuz i see some fly mommas so pack your pajamas but dont bring the drama (oOO oOo)
But u can bring ur melody i plug in my mic n sing harmonies (la la la la)
For how many times we gonna hit it for how many times we gonna split it
How many times ur gonna get it 
Or else u r gonna wanna come ova ur gonna have to water cuz im the alligator champ
Drivin the train drivin the train or u can bring a friend n switch my lane 
N get buddy buddy with ur friend mary jane 
She really blows my brain (brain) she really blows my brain 

We party forever n get down together we dont stop n we dont quick
Lets get it goin cuz we know we gon celebrate cuz its a holiday
I dont work today or the next 3 days so lets celebrate
Cuz its a holiday i dont work today naw pardon me as i celebrate

Anxiety

I feel like I wanna smack somebody
Turn around and bitch slap somebody
But I ain't goin' out bro (no, no, no)
I ain't givin' into it (no, no, no)
Anxieties bash my mind in
Terrorizing my soul like Bin Laden
But I ain't fallin' down bro (no, no, no)
I won't lose control bro (no, no, no)
Shackle and chained
My soul feels stained
I can't explain got an ich on my brain
Lately my whole aim is to maintain
And regain control of my mainframe
My bloods boiling its beatin' out propaine
My train of thoughts more like a runaway train
I'm in a fast car drivin' in a fast lane
In the rain and I'm might just hydroplaine

I don't fear none of my enemies
And I don't fear bullets from oozies
I've been dealing with something thats worse than these
That'll make you fall to your knees and thats the
The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety
The sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety

My head keeps running away my brother
The only thing making me stay my brother
But I won't give into it bro (no, no, no)
Gotta get myself back now
God, I can't let my mind be 
Tell my enemy is my own
Gots to find my inner wealth
Gots to hold up my thoughts
I can't get caught (no, no, no)
I can't give into it now (no, no, no)
Emotions are trapped set on lock
Got my brain stuck goin through the motions
Only I know what's up
I'm filled up with pain
Tryin' to gain my sanity
Everywhere I turn its a dead end infront of me
With nowhere to go gotta shake this anxiety
Got me feelin' strange paranoia took over me
And its weighin' me down
And I can't run any longer, yo
Knees to the ground

I don't fear none of my enemies
And I don't fear bullets from oozies
I've been dealing with something thats worse than these
That'll make you fall to your knees and thats the
The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety
The sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety.

Ha ha ha

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 

Question for the ages

Question for the ages 
What's going on with my back 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 dude to help you out 
Make it cool around your friends without smoking now 
Play the song kinda loud, it could help you out 
And you could work it out, yeah you could work it out 
It's like that, and a 


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


It's like that coz I got it like that 
And I got it like that also 
Got a style that's way out like Bosto 
You know I'ma crook a nigga like Chocko 
Steady jumpin' round like it's heavy cargo 
[Can I kick it?] 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 birds but I'm still real nice with the birds 
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 a 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 too 
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 fat 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 
Drew hip-hop music now 
Positive vibes, no doubt 
My man (?) is in the house 
My man Shahid's in the house 
You know I'm in the house 
Black Eyed Peas represent sellin out [3x]

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 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 


(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