Don't Phunk Around Lyrics - Black Eyed Peas

Artist: Black Eyed Peas

Album: The E.N.D (2009)

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)

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

Don't Phunk Around lyrics on

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

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

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)

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

Another Weekend Lyrics - Black Eyed Peas

Artist: Black Eyed Peas
Album: The E.N.D (2009)

That's The Joint Lyrics - Black Eyed Peas

Artist: Black Eyed Peas

Album: The E.N.D (2009)

Yeah

A chick-a-doom, chick-a-dom chick-a-dom

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

I like the way the rhythm makes me jump and move

It gots the feelin' that makes me wanna do my do

Got me feelin' joy, turn my gray sky blue

And when you hear a cut, baby doll, I know you

We feel it huh? Get up on the floor start movin' some

Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb

And they be actin' dumb from the cut that playin'

People break they neck from this demonstration

We about mass appeal, no segregation

Got Black to Asian and Caucasian sayin'

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

Let your body collide to the rhythm provided

By the mind state affairs classified

And make your heat up and flare, I swear

A serenade, a soul and so beware

And what's happenin' here, seek one to help you

Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind

Maybe in time you can stop this crime

But until then yo I'm a rock a rhyme sayin'

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam,

It's got groove, it's got feelin'

A chick-a-doom, chick-a-dom chick-a-dom

It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam,

It's got groove, it's got feelin'

A chick-a-doom, chick-a-dom chick-a-dom

Got the state's appeal with the joint's that real

I don't need no steel to make my point

Get down and dirty cause that's my joint

Ha! We preferably make all points

Through a nation we build off the musical field

Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel

Any time or place, on stage in ya face

Over tea in Earth and outer space

Because we rock that shit we flip that shit

Some east coast, west coast cosmic shit

Some north bound shit, some south bound shit

Some overseas, London, out of town shit

Rockin' the joint, rockin' the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again cause

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam

It's got groove, it's got feelin'

A chick-a-doom, chick-a-dom chick-a-dom

It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam,

It's got groove, it's got feelin'

A chick-a-doom, chick-a-dom chick-a-dom

Doom doom doom

Doom doom doom

That's the jam

A chick-a-doom, chick-a-dom chick-a-dom

That's the jam

That's the jam

That's the jam

A chick-a-doom, chick-a-dom chick-a-dom

Shut The Phunk Up Lyrics - Black Eyed Peas

Artist: Black Eyed Peas
Album: The E.N.D (2009)

Pump It Harder Lyrics - Black Eyed Peas

Artist: Black Eyed Peas
Album: The E.N.D (2009)

Let's Get Restarted Lyrics - Black Eyed Peas

Artist: Black Eyed Peas

Album: The E.N.D (2009)

Party (10x)

(Party in here)

In this context

You, you, you break your neck

You, you, you break your neck

You, you, you break your neck

We got five minutes

To, to, to disconnect

To, to, to disconnect

To, to, to, to, to disconnect

We burn it til it's burned out

And turn it til it's turned out

And act up from north, west, east, south

Everybody, everybody

Let's get into it

Get stupid

Get retarted

Get retarted

Get---

Let's get it started

Let's get it started (Party in here)

Let's get it started

Let's get it started (Party in here)

Ya, ya, c'mon

Let's get ill (What)

Let's get ill (What)

Yeah, that's the deal

Ya, ya, that's the deal

Loose your mind (What)

Loose your mind (What)

Yeah, yeah, that's the time (What, what)

That's the time

Rock/Bob? your head

Like who - Apl.de

Like who - Apl.de

Like who - Nigga me, nigga

Everybody, everybody

Let's get into it

Get stupid

Get retarted

Get retarted

Get retarted

Let's get ret-

Let's get ret- (Party in here)

Let's get ret- (Party in here)

Party in here

Party in here

Everybody, everybody

Let's get into it

Get stupid

Get retarted

Get retarted

Get---

Don't Bring Me Down Lyrics - Black Eyed Peas

Artist: Black Eyed Peas

Album: The E.N.D (2009)

[Fergie]

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

[Apl]

Hey, what's up

We back up in the club

Beat it up and (disupmission?)

We don't need no permission

Black Eyed Peas the (coalition?)

Everybody go and listen

We goin' on a mission

Givin' you what you been missin'

So scream and shout

You got to let it out

The energy will never die

I can see it in a crowd

Get your engine up

Get your engine up

And wave your hands high

Like you tryn' to touch the sky, but

[All]

Don't bring me down

Just build me up

Don't bring me down

Just build me up-up

Don't bring me down

Just build me up

Don't bring me down

[Fergie]

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

[Will]

Hey, I came

We back up in the gym

Hot droppin' like ?

We rockin' coz' we can

Let's scream and shout

Let's turn us of the out

Yeah, we burnin' down tha house

You know what we all about

The energy's so magnetic

Grab a taste and I'll be with it

You connect, cuz' I'm connected

This is really (incomplited ?)

We are ?

When I send it you will get it

So split it, can't forget it

I know you lovin' this sound

[All]

Don't bring me down

Just build me up

Don't bring me down

Just build me up-up

Don't bring me down

Just build me up

Don't bring me down

[Fergie]

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

Ah-ah ah

---

?

?

? the escalator

(Move up to hurry down

Move up to hurry down

Move up to hurry down

Move up to hurry down ?)

---

Don't let the elevator bring you down

Don't let the elevator bring you down

Don't let the elevator bring you down

Mare Lyrics - Black Eyed Peas

Artist: Black Eyed Peas

Album: The E.N.D (2009)

F-I-L-I-P-I-N-A

Mare, Mare

F-I-L-I-P-I-N-A

Mare, Mare

Ahh she,

Look at all these pretty ladies on the dance floor, (Ow)

On the dance floor, (Ow) On the dance floor, floor floor floor.

I like it Mare,

I like it Mare,

I like it Mare,

I like it like it.

Look at all these pretty girls dancing like they're on the roll.

Pretty Filipina girls, Ain't nothin messin with her,

Hot damn, there she goes, bangin like a video.

Marrow, Girl, let me freak you in Tagalog.

Sayaw ka na, (Hey Hey)

Ang ganda mong dalaga,

Sayaw ka na, (Hey Hey)

Gusto kitang kasama.

So let me get it, get it

Let me ge-ge-get it.

Let me get it, get it.

Ahh she,

Look at all these pretty ladies on the dance floor, (Ow)

On the dance floor, (Ow) On the dance floor, floor floor floor.

I like it Mare,

I like it Mare,

I like it Mare,

I like it like it.

Runway model, fashion show.

In the club gettin' low,

Lookin' like she's getting doh

Why herself from head-to-toe,

Oh no, she a pro-fessional,

Lemme know what it takes to get close so

It makes like Halo-Halo.

Sayaw ka na, (Hey Hey)

Ang ganda mong dalaga,

Sayaw ka na, (Hey Hey)

Gusto kitang kasama.

So let me get it, get it

Let me ge-ge-get it.

Let me get it, get it.

Ahh she,

Look at all these pretty ladies on the dance floor, (Ow)

On the dance floor, (Ow) On the dance floor, floor floor floor.

I like it Mare,

I like it Mare,

I like it Mare,

I like it like it.

Bilis na, dali na tayo, tayong dalawa,

Sayaw ka, sunod ka, gusto kitang kasama.

Kaibigan barkada, magsamasama,

Kahit nasaan ka,

Madama mo sana

Sayaw ka na, (Hey Hey)

Ang ganda mong dalaga,

Sayaw ka na, (Hey Hey)

Gusto kitang kasama.

So let me get it, get it

Let me ge-ge-get it.

Let me get it, get it.

Ahh she,

Look at all these pretty ladies on the dance floor, (Ow)

On the dance floor, (Ow) On the dance floor, floor floor floor.

I like it Mare,

I like it Mare,

I like it Mare,

I like it like it.

A Simple Little Melody Lyrics - Black Eyed Peas

Artist: Black Eyed Peas

Album: The E.N.D (2009)

1+1+1=3

1+1=2

1+3=4

1, 4, 1, 4, 1

1+1+1=3

3+1=4= B.E.P b****

Chorus:

Love, love

It’s a simple little melody

It’s a simple little melody

To me

This is what it sounds like

La, lalalalalala, lala

Lalalalala, lala, lalalala

Baby, why can’t it be simple?

Four letters don’t gotta be stressful

Thought love was the reason we was here for

Turn around and ya’ given me an earful,

That’s a no-no, gotta go though

I meant that I actually got a so-so

Gotta mean that you gotta act loco

That’s why you callin me up on ya’ photo

Stop blowin me up on ya’ phone yo

And yo’ are stressing when I say yo’

I think you still owe me back on the low yo’

Ya’ keep blowin me up, keep blowin me up

God d*mn it, and girl I really miss ya’

God d*mn it, and girl I wanna kiss ya’

God d*mn, why so many issues?

Ease up baby, ease up baby, cos’

“Chorus”

Love ain’t technological, like

Auto-bot, auto-bot

Love ain’t robotic, like

Auto-bot, auto-bot

Love ain’t complicated, like

Arithmetic, -rithmetic

Love is stimulating

Let me stimulate and tickle it

Love is elementary, like

1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3

Love is really simple, just like

A, b, c, a, b, c

Love ain’t technological

Love ain’t technological, technological

Love ain’t robotic, like

Auto-bot, auto-bot

Love ain’t robotic, like

Auto-bot, auto-bot

Love ain’t complicated

Like arithmetic, -rithmetic

Love is stimulating

Let me stimulate and tickle it

Tickle it, tickle it, tickle it, tickle it

1+1+1=3

1+1=2

1+3=4

1+1+1

1+1+1=3

3+1=4= B.E.P b****