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... Muzikalan
Број порука : 229 Join date : 2009-07-23
| Subject: Black Eyed Peas 23/7/2009, 17:27 | |
| Black Eyed Peas-I Gotta Feeling
I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling (woo-hoo) that tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling (woo-hoo)that tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
Tonight's the night night Let's live it up I got my money Let's spend it up
Go out and smash it Like Oh My God Jump off that sofa Let's get get OFF!
I know that we’ll have a ball If we get down And go out And just loose it all
I feel stressed out I wanna let it go Let's go way out spaced out And loosing all control
(Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch...) Fill up my cup Mozoltov Look at her dancing Just take it off
Let's paint the town We’ll shut it down Let’s burn the roof And then we’ll do it again…
Let’s Do it, Let’s Do it Let’s Do it, Let’s Do it And do it, and do it (let’s live it up…) And do it, and do it And do it, do it, do it Let's do it, let’s do it Let's do it
I gotta feeling (Woo-hoo) that tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling (Woo-hoo) that tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I can feel… Tonight's the night (HEY!) Let's live it up (Let’s live it up!) I got my money (I'm paid…) Let's spend it up (let’s spend it up!)
Go out and smash it (SMASH it!) Like Oh My God (Like Oh My God!) Jump off that sofa (C'mon!) Lets get get OFF
Fill up my cup (Drank!) Mozolotov (Lahyme) Look at her dancing (Move it! Move it!) Just take it off
Let's paint the town (Paint the Town!) We'll shut it down (We'll shut it down…) Let's burn the roof (WooOoo) And then well do it again
Let's Do it, Let’s Do it Let's Do it, Let’s Do it And do it, and do it (let’s live it up...) And do it, and do it And do it, do it, do it Let's do it, let’s do it Let's do it
Here we come, here we go We gotta rock (rock rock rock rock)
Easy come, easy go Now we on top (top top top top)
Feel the shot, body rock Rock it don’t stop (stop stop stop stop)
Round and round, up and down Around the clock (clock clock clock clock)
Monday, Tuesday Wednesday to Thursday Friday, Saturday Saturday to Sunday
G-G-G-G-get with us You know what we say (say) Party everyday, P-P-P-Party everyday
And I'm feeling (Woo-Hoo)That tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling (Woo-Hoo)That tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good, good night (Woo-Hoo) | |
| | | ... Muzikalan
Број порука : 229 Join date : 2009-07-23
| Subject: Re: Black Eyed Peas 24/7/2009, 01:23 | |
| Black Eyed Peas-Boom Boom Pow
Gotta get-get, gotta get-get Gotta get-get, gotta g-g-g-get-get-get, get-get
Boom boom boom, gotta get-get Boom boom boom, gotta get-get Boom boom boom, gotta get-get Boom boom boom, gotta get-get
Boom boom boom, now Boom boom boom, now Boom boom pow Boom boom
Yo, I got that hit that beat the block You can get that bass overload I got the that rock and roll That future flow
That digital spit Next level visual shit I got that boom boom pow How the beat bang, boom boom pow
I like that boom boom pow Them chickens jackin' my style They try copy my swagger I'm on that next shit now
I'm so 3008 You so 2000 and late I got that boom, boom, boom That future boom, boom, boom Let me get it now
Boom boom boom, gotta get-get Boom boom boom, gotta get-get Boom boom boom, gotta get-get Boom boom boom, gotta get-get
Boom boom boom, now Boom boom boom, now Boom boom pow Boom boom pow
I'm on the supersonic boom Y'all hear the spaceship zoom When, when I step inside the room Them girls go ape-shit, uh
Y'all stuck on Super 8 shit That low-fi stupid 8 bit I'm on that HD flat This beat go boom boom bap
I'm a beast when you turn me on Into the future cybertron Harder, faster, better, stronger Sexy ladies extra longer
'Cause we got the beat that bounce We got the beat that pound We got the beat that 808 That the boom, boom in your town
People in the place If you wanna get down Put your hands in the air Will.i.am drop the beat now
Yup, yup I be rockin' them beats, yup, yup I be rockin' them beats, y-y-yup, yup
Here we go, here we go, satellite radio Y'all gettin' hit with boom boom Beats so big I'm steppin' on leprechauns Shittin' on y'all with the boom boom
Shittin' on y'all you with the boom boom Shittin' on y'all you with the
This beat be bumpin', bumpin' This beat go boom, boom
Let the beat rock Let the beat rock Let the beat rock
This beat be bumpin', bumpin' This beat go boom, boom
I like that boom boom pow Them chickens jackin' my style They try copy my swagger I'm on that next shit now
I'm so 3008 You so 2000 and late I got that boom boom boom That future boom boom boom Let me get it now
Boom boom boom, gotta get-get Boom boom boom, gotta get-get Boom boom boom, gotta get-get Boom boom boom, gotta get-get
Boom boom boom, now Boom boom boom, now Boom boom pow Boom boom pow
Let the beat rock (Let the beat rock) Let the beat rock (Let the beat) Let the beat (Let the beat rock, rock, rock, rock) | |
| | | ... Muzikalan
Број порука : 229 Join date : 2009-07-23
| Subject: Re: Black Eyed Peas 24/7/2009, 01:25 | |
| Black Eyed Peas-Hey Mama
Breathe it mama, ooh, ooo, ohh La la la la la
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama Get on the floor and move your booty, mama We the blast mastas blastin' out the ja, rewind
Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty Shake that thing in all the city of sin An' hey shorty, I know you wanna party And the way your body look You make me really feel naughty
Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty Shake that thing in all the city of sin An' hey shorty, I know you wanna party And the way your body look You make me really feel naughty
I got a naughty, naughty style and a naughty, naughty crew But everything I do, I do just for you I'm a little bit of old and a bigger bit of new The true people know that the Peas come through
We never cease, we never die, no, we never decease We multiply like we mathematics And then drop bombs 'cuz we shake it to the beat The bomb bombas, the bass boom drummas
(Now ya'll know) Who we are (Ya'll know) We da stars Steady rockin' all ya'lls boulevards And lookin' hard without body guards
(I do) What I can Apl do (W) WILL.I.AM And still I stand, with still mic in hand So come on mama, dance to the drumma
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama Get on the floor and move your booty, mama We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma So shake ya bum bumma
C'mon now, mama (Hey) This that beat that make you groove, mama Get on the floor and move your booty, mama We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma (Wha?) La la la la la
We the big town stompas and big sound pumpas The beat bump-bumps all in your trunk-trunkas The girlies in the club got the plump lump-lumpas And when I'm makin' love, then my hip hump-humps
It never quits, nah I don't discriminate I plz chicks, nah Asian, Caucasian, black, I squeeze (Uuh) Lover lover 'cuz we da, showstoppers And uh, chief rockers, numba one chief rockers
(Now ya'll know) Who we are (Ya'll know) We da stars Steady rockin' all ya'lls boulevards (How we rockin' it girl?) Without body guards
(She be) Fergie (From the crew) BEP Come on take heat az we take the lead So come on papa, hey, dance to the drama
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama Get on the floor and move your booty, mama We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma So shake ya bum bumma
C'mon now, mama This that beat that make you groove, mama Get on the floor and move your booty, mama We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma, no, no
Cutie, cutie, make sure your move your booty Shake that ting in all the city of sin An' hey shorty, I know you wanna party And the way your body look, you make me really feel naughty
Cutie, cutie, make sure your move your booty Shake that ting in all the city of sin And no fakin', I know you see me shakin' And the way I break it down I got the whole earth quakin'
Off the richter, off the richter Off the richter, off the richter Off the richter, off the richter Steady, are you ready?
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama Get on the floor and move your booty, mama We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma So shake ya bum bumma
C'mon now, mama This that beat that make you groove, mama Get on the floor and move your booty, mama We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma, what? La la la la la
Cutie, cutie Hey shorty Cutie, cutie Hey shorty | |
| | | ... Muzikalan
Број порука : 229 Join date : 2009-07-23
| Subject: Re: Black Eyed Peas 26/7/2009, 19:09 | |
| 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
Niggas wanna hate on us (who) Niggas be envious (who) And I know why they hatin' on us (why) Cause that's so fabulous (what) I'ma be real on us (c'mon) Nobody got nuttin' on us (no) Girls be all on us, from London back down to the US (s, s)
We rockin' it (contagious), monkey business (outrageous) Just confess, your girl admits that we the shit
F-R-E-S-H We (fresh) D-E-F, that's right we def (rock) We definite B-E-P, we reppin' it So, turn it up (turn it up) [3x] C'mon baby, just
Pump it (louder) [6x]
And say, oh oh oh oh Say, oh oh oh oh Yo, yo
Turn up the radio Blast your stereo Right now This joint is fizzlin' It's sizzlin' Right
(Yo, check this out right here) Dude wanna hate on us (dude) Dude need'a ease on up (dude) Dude wanna act on up But dude get shut like flavor shut (down) Chicks say, she ain't down But chick backstage when we in town (ha) She like man on drunk (fool) She wanna hit n' run (errr) Yeah, that's the speed That's what we do That's who we be B-L-A-C-K -E -Y-E-D-P to the E, then the A to the S When we play you shake your ass Shake it, shake it, shake it girl Make sure you don't break it, girl Cause we gonna
Turn it up (turn it up) [3x] C'mon baby, just Pump it (louder) [6x]
And say, oh oh oh oh Say, oh oh oh oh Yo, yo Turn up the radio Blast your stereo Right now This joint is fizzlin' It's sizzlin' Right
Damn (damn) [5x]
Wow
Apl. de ap. from Philippines Live and direct, rocking this scene Breaking on down for the B-boys And B-girls waiting to do their thing Pump it, louder come on Don't stop, and keep it goin' Do it, lets get it on Move it!
Come on, baby, do it
La-da-di-dup-dup die dy On the stereo Let those speakers blow your mind (Blow my mind, baby) To let it go, let it go Here we go La-da-di-dup-dup die dy (c'mon, we're there) On the radio The system is gonna feel so fine
Pump it (louder) [6x]
And say, oh oh oh oh Say, oh oh oh oh Yo, yo Turn up the radio Blast your stereo Right now This joint is fizzlin' It's sizzlin' Right | |
| | | ... Muzikalan
Број порука : 229 Join date : 2009-07-23
| Subject: Re: Black Eyed Peas 26/7/2009, 19:10 | |
| B.E.P.-Let's Get It Started
Let's Get It Started, in here...
And the base keep runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and 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 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 it started, get it started, get it started. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started 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 hear about it, the Peas'll do 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. Transmit 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 it started, get it started, get it started. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Yeah.
Runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin runnin' and...
C'mon y'all, lets get woohoo! Lets get woohoo! (in here) Lets get woohoo! Lets get woohoo! (in here) Lets get woohoo! Lets get woohoo! (in here) Ow, ow, ow! Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, 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 me APL de, 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 ignant let's get hectic.
[Chorus:] Everybody, everybody, let's get into it. Get stupid. (Come on) Get it started (come one), get it started (yeah), get it started. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started (woah, woah, woah) in here. Yeah.
Lets get woohoo! Lets get woohoo! (in here) Lets get woohoo! Lets get woohoo! (in here) Lets get woohoo! Lets get woohoo! (in here) Ow, ow, ow! Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya...
Runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin' [fade] | |
| | | ... Muzikalan
Број порука : 229 Join date : 2009-07-23
| Subject: Re: Black Eyed Peas 26/7/2009, 19:11 | |
| B.E.P. ft. Justin Timberlake-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 Madness is what you demonstrate And that's exactly how anger works and operates Man, 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 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) 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 wrong direction Wrong information always shown by the media Negative images is the main criteria Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria Kids wanna 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 till love is found Now ask yourself
Where is the love? Where is the love? Where is the love? Where is the love?
Father, Father, Father help us Send some guidance from above 'Cause people got me, got me questionin' Where is the love?
Sing wit me y'all: One world, one world (We only got) One world, one world (That's all we got) One world, one world And something's wrong wit it (Yeah) Something's wrong wit it (Yeah) Something's wrong wit the wo-wo-world, yeah We only got (One world, one world) That's all we got (One world, one world) | |
| | | ... Muzikalan
Број порука : 229 Join date : 2009-07-23
| Subject: Re: Black Eyed Peas 26/7/2009, 19:14 | |
| B.E.P.-Don't Phunk With My Heart
No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart (Yeah) No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart
I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby) I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)
Girl, you know you got me, got me With your pistol shot me, shot me And I'm here helplessly In love and nothing can stop me You can't stop me cause once I start it Can't return me cause once you bought it I'm coming baby, don’t got it (don’t make me wait) So let’s be about it
No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart
Baby, have some trustin', trustin' When I come in lustin', lustin' Cause I bring you that comfort I ain’t only here cause I want ya body I want your mind too Interestin’s what I find you And I'm interested in the long haul Come on girl (yee-haw)
(come on)
I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby) I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)
No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart
Girl, you had me, once you kissed me My love for you is not iffy I always want you with me I'll play Bobby and you’ll play Whitney If you smoke, I'll smoke too That’s how much I'm in love with you Crazy is what crazy do Crazy in love, I'm a crazy fool
No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart
Why are you so insecure When you got passion and love her You always claimin’ I'm a cheater Think I'd up and go leave ya For another señorita You forgot that I need ya You must’ve caught amnesia That’s why you don’t believe
(uh, yeah, check it out)
Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby Cause you know you got me by a string, baby Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Baby girl, you make me feel You know you make me feel so real I love you more than sex appeal (Cause you’re) That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl [5x]
[overlapping] No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart [2x] That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl [2x]
I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby) [4x]
Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby Cause you know you got me by a string, baby Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby Cause you know you got me by a string, baby | |
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