Mehr (more)
More (more)
Check it out everybody here we go (c'mon)
Now stop, keep it jumpin' on the floo' (jump)
Bust through the roof white bro (oh)
Rose to the oben, nach oben we're the cream of the crop
When's the last time Du heard it this hot?
Black Eyed Peas and Du know we don't stop (c'mon)
Roll it up a little bit and make it drop (drop)
Internationally selling and Du know how we do
You know the B.E.P will make Du bounce (c'mon)
Demonstrate a new way of gettin' down
We get, we gettin' down in your town
spittin' that funk all around
stompin' on the ground

Yeah we be up in the place
People gather round, have a...

Mira mira mira mira mira
Mira mira mira mira mira
Mira mira mira mira mira
Mira mira, yo quiero

Cuban girls, cuban girls
I like 'em Puerto Rican girls, Puerto Rican girls
Yo quiero Mexican girls, Mexican girls
Yo quiero Spanish girls, Spanish girls
I like 'em girls girls latin girls
Latin girls, latin girls
Latin girls, what's happenin' girls?
What's happenin' girls? what's happenin'?

I like Latin them Latin women (I do)
And they Liebe me cause I'm that man
With coconuts and Schokolade skin
I'm that mocha masculine
Feminines that are Latin call ya friends
And call your cousins cause I know Du got dozens of them...

I'm hard to handle like bikes with no bars
We excite stores that got dykes leaving doors
Unlock the heated 'cause they know when I sex well
Left them breathless now they're waiting to exhale
Waiting to exhale with some competition
So come in and test well
The Weiter one gets hung and chip of a chisel
I'm making chicks' nipples sizzle
There's no Frage to the way I rip the riddle
I'm awesome, I bring on monsoon when I bloom and blossom
And run over niggas like opossums
Froze on the road with my bike on they cornea
Man I'm warning ya, look, the black eyed peas is formin up
Ring around your throat that's made...

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
He's a rich man so he's no longer Singen the blues
He's Singen songs about material things
And platinum rings and watches that go bling
But, diamonds don't bling in the dark
He a star, sterne now, but he ain't Singen it from the heart
Sooner oder later he's just gonna fall apart
Cause his Fans can't relate to his newfound art
He ain't doing what he did from the start
And that's putting in some feeling and thought
He decided to live his life shallow...

What?

[Verse One]
A lot of brothers, claimin they hard (HUH?)
I grab the microphone and leave 'em scarred (scarred)
But not scarred physically (WHAT?)
More like scarred mentally (yeah)
I correct your ego (YOUR EGO?)
I'ma Zeigen Du how it go {*scratch "go"*}
Cause Du killin me, ain't no skill in you
With my hands on Du I wouldn't be feelin you
Yeah Du platinum, but Du wack as hell
I dubbed over your single like a Maxell
You need to
Stop now, get original
Start practicin, master your flow
You might as well, turn in your mic
and start collectin dollars at the turnpike
Cause the rhymes Du kick, need to be fixed...

Watch me(fallin up)
Watch me(fallin up)
Watch me(fallin up high)
Watch me

Focus on this the introductionist,
Or a lyrisist in this rap metropolis,
More like an activist,
We give it to Du all,
Presentation we'll make Du have a ball,
Styles start consiveing causeing Du to meditate,
Manipulate the mind with hypnotic modern state,
We far from the fakes,
We never fake moves,
But jealous mothafuckas since the justice approves,(and talk shit)
And who the hell he be havin a fit,
Yo, he ain't got shit,
That's why he's in crips,
And I indelirize bodily rips,
Skiznits of nonsense nothing less than bullshit,(west side)...

Ah-ah-aah-ah
Ah-ah-aah-ah (x4)

Hey, watz up
We back up in the cut
Beat it up into submission
We don't need no permission
Black Eyed Peas tha coalition
Everybody go and listen
We're going on a mission
Giving Du what you've been missing

So scream, and shout,
You gotta 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 your tryin' touch a sky
But,

Don't bring me down (Just pick me up)
Don't bring me down (Just pick me up-up)
Don't bring me down (Just pick me up)
Don't bring me down

Ah-ah-aah-ah
Ah-ah-aah-ah (x4)

Hey, hot dam,
We back up in...

Shit, shit, shit
Muevele, muevele, muevele, muevele, muevele, asi asi
Bailar, yo quiero baila lalalalalalala bailar
Mueve las nalgas (shake your arsch girl)
A la musica, we'll be dancing, dancing, dancing up in Havana
And we gon' shake it, shake it, shake it, Du gon' shake it

Hips start shakin' and they're movin' all around
Hips start shakin' and they're movin' all around
Hips start shakin' and they're movin' all around

Get them hips shakin' around

I like to dirty dance, I like to do my thang
So Mami, get a little loose and make your hips swing
It's like we're making Liebe when I am dancing with you
It's...

My Liebe for my girl gonna shine
She the one occupyin all of my mind
She the one that make my life feel complete
'cause I be like the lyric and she be the beat
The kind of beat that make me freestyle to it
Make me rock rhymes to it make me dance all through it
Yea, and I be doin it right
Time that I Liebe her down's like every night
Everything about her is wow she fine (?)
She one in a million
More like a trillion
Lifted me up like Killian
Cupid stuck my herz like we just begun so

Baby yaaa, Du and me gon be together most definitely
Always, be with Du for the rest of my days
My Liebe for Du is infinite you're...

I know I'm not the only one that's filling the void
Creatively hip-hop is being destroyed
A lot of rappers really need to be unemployed
Because the topics that them talk about has got me annoyed
You see I heard it all before, there's no need to repeat it
The forms I vacated, might as well Löschen it
Put your program in and open a new file
You shoulda took your record advance and bought a style
We the only crew that came original
While a lot of other brothers just mimic the pile
The pile that's only designed for pop charts
That contradicts thought, that's the reason we brought
It back cause honestly it lacks...

[Will.i.am]
Yea (woo)
Uh (woo)
the shit (woo)
ya...
Hey
This is the beat that make Du 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 Du want
Up in the club just do what Du 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 Du got boobies baby keep em all plump
And if Du got...

[Check it] Ever since I was a little younger
I always had a rhyme that I flung up
In any situation that Du 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 Du chilling in the summer

[Chorus]
We gave Du some, now Du gonna ask for some more
But no, brother Du ain't gonna get no more
And...

I've got so much Liebe for Du darlin'
And I, I wanna let Du know how I feel

And it's true that I Liebe you
And it's true you're the only one
And I do, I adore you
And it's true, girl

You make me feel alive, ive, ive, ive
You make me feel alive, ive, ive, ive
You make me feel alive, ive, ive, ive
You make me feel alive, ive, ive, ive, ive

You say, Du say, Du say that I'm the only one
You say that I'm your number 1
Now you're gone and I feel numb
Tell me where do we go wrong

You were my best friend and boyfriend
Now it seems like you're my worst friend
I gotta do soul searching
Without Du I'm a whole different...

Boy I think about it every night and Tag
I'm addicted wanna jump inside your Liebe
I wouldn't wanna have it any other way
I'm addicted and I just can't get enough

I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough

Honey got a sexy all steamin
She givin hotness a new meanin
Perfection mama Du gleamin
Inception Du got a brother dreamin dreamin

Damn baby I'm feignin
I'm trynna holler at you, I'm screamin
Let me Liebe Du down this evenin
Love Du Liebe Du ya Du know Du are my demon

Girl we could form a team and
I could be the king Du could be the...

{*instrumental for the first 22 seconds*}

[Verse One]
Hey lady how Du be?
What'chu doin? What Du need?
What's yo' name? What's your sign?
What'chu think? What's on your mind?
Can Du mingle, spend some time?
Can I try to make Du mine?
Are Du single? Let me know
All these things I wanna know
Lady lady come with me
Hop inside my Liebe machine
We can share the energy
Make a pretty melody
La-da-di, la-di-dah
Special woman's what Du are
We can take it to the stars
And we can go far & beyond

[Chorus: Fergie]
Tell me where Du wanna go, where Du wanna go
Baby we could take it fast, we could take it slow
Give...

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 Bitch

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 Liebe was the reason we was here for
Turn around and ya' gegeben me an earful,
That's a no-no, gotta go though
I meant that I actually got a so-so
Gotta mean that Du gotta act loco
That's why Du callin me up on ya' photo
Stop blowin me up on ya' phone yo
And yo' are stressing when I say yo'
I think Du still owe me back on the...

[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All that trödel, schrott, junk-e- inside your trunk
[Fergie]
I'ma get get get get Du drunk
Get Du Liebe drunk off my hump
My hump my hump my hump my hump my hump
My hump my hump my hump my lovely little lumps

Check it out

I drive these brothers crazy
I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all these ices
Dolce and Gabbana
Fendi and the Donna
Karan they be sharin'
All their money got me wearing fly
Whether I ain't askin
They say they Liebe mah arsch in
Seven Jeans
True religion
I say no
But they keep givin
So I keep on takin
And no I aint taken
We can keep on datin',
Now...