Black Eyed Peas - The boogie that be
Tekst :
police sirens)
~Verse 1~
yo, you hear em sirens
I know you hear em
Don t get scared
It ain t five-o (naw)
That s the funk yo (yeah)
Don t act like you didn t know (hun)
It s just the way it goes (yeah)
When you messin with the funk (yeah)
You bumpin in the trunk (yeah)
You it s what you want (yeah)
So just bump, the bump, da-bump
Bump, bump, bump it up
~Chorus~
Bounce boo, to the boogie beat
You know I
Want you to come boogie with me
We Can
Lift, left, slide, right, all night
It s time to be wild, freestyle
~Verse 2~
It s on and poppon
Ain t no stoppin
Us from rockin
From tonight till ten o clockin
In the morning
Got labels knockin (sign em now)
Fuck em go call them cops and
Watch em kids walk and start boppin
Heads to thwat that DJ droppon
he play funk punkin, hip-hoppin
Breakin laws, seah coaches shockin
We be pop lockin and moshin
I get down and groove to cuts (yeah)
check mark in all groovin butts
Now days cats is scared to dare (that s right)
this beat plays, whoo
Here s my chance
Come on girl let s go out there
Dance on the floor, haaaa..
~Chorus~
Bounce boo, to the boogie beat
You know I
Want you to come boogie with me
We Can
Lift, left, slide, right, all night
It s time to be wild, freestyle
~Bridge~
We can dance, and dance, dance
(Come on baby) Said we can dance, and dance, dance
(One more, whoo) I wanna dance, and dance, dance
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, we can dance, and dance, dance
~Jaime Gomez~
Fergie s chillin
Always illin
The way I make you sway, ya feelin
That s how it is
Get down and jam
If ya ll don t understand
Check it
He rock Bacons
Street block shakin
Club life s great when its house breakin
Speak the thumpin
Hold your jumpin
Disco funkin get your booty bumpin
This beats bangin
I m rap talkin
Sweet beats bangin
Keep your feet hoppin
Dirty dancin
Nasty, naughty
Move that Jessie
Pump it hottie
Cause when i hear music
I just lose it
I wanna do it, with you, you, you, you
And when I hear music
I get in too it
I wanna do it. with you, you
Awwwwwwwwwwwww
~Chorus~
Bounce boo, to the boogie beat
You know I
Want you to come boogie with me
We Can
Lift, left, slide, right, all night
It s time to be wild, freestyle
~Bridge~
We can dance, and dance, dance
(Come on baby) Said we can dance, and dance, dance
(One more, whoo) I wanna dance, and dance, dance
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, we can dance, and dance, dance
Come on, freak, freak
(Haaaaa) Freak to the beat
(Haaaaa) Yeah, freak, freak
(Haaaaa) To the beat
(Haaaaa) Yeah, freak, freak
(Haaaaa) Wanna sound sweet
(Haaaaa) Let s freak, freak
(Haaaaa) And groove to the beat
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Ya, what they tell ya ll come here for
If your ain t out there that florr
Your ass be that be bringing a-heas a brawlin more
I ll give it to your warm
Give it to your hardcore
You re all contaminated
I m gonna keep this pure
Just for your, for yours pleasure
Cause I just wanna do is have a ball, ya ll
Get on the floor ya ll
And freak, freak ya ll
~Bridge 2~
We can dance, and dance, dance
(Come on baby) Said we can dance, and dance, dance
(One more, whoo, whoo, whoo) I wanna dance and dance
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, we can dance, and dance, dance
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
~Guitar solo~
(Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)
~police sirens~
Inne utwory
Hey mama Bebot London bridge Complete beloved My style Third eye Union Ba bump Release Que dices Where is the love Pump it Bringing it back Latin girls Bridging the gaps I want cha Hot Request line Losowe utwory
When I see you
I forget all that I saw
I don t feel you anymore
Oh I need you
But I don t need nothing at all
But you kiss
That I don t miss
And you smile
That...
It s all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems we re wasting away
Another place where the faces are so cold
I d drive all night just to get back home
Chorus:
I m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I m wanted dead...
I lay my life down at your feet,
cause you re the only one I need
I turn to you and you were always there.
In troubled times it s You i seek,
I put you first thats all I need,
I humble all i am all to You!
CHORUS:
One Way Jesus, You re...
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