Black Eyed Peas: Don’t Lie

Yeah,Uh Huh,LaRaRaRaLa
Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry
Hey baby, my nose is getting big
I noticed it be growing when I been telling
them fibs
Now you say your trust’s getting weaker
Probably cuz my lies just started getting deeper
And the reason for my confession is that I learned
my lesson
And I really think you oughta know the truth
Because I lied and I cheated and I lied a little more
But after I did it I don’t know what I did it for
I admit that I have been a little immature
Fucking with your heart like I was the predator
In my book of lies I was the editor and the author
I forged my signature
And now I apologize for what I did to you
Cuz what you did to me I did to you

[Chorus]
No no no no baby, no no no no don’t lie (2x)
What you gonna do when it all comes out
When I see you & what you’re all about
Nononono baby, nononono don’t lie
Because you know you know you know you know
you know you gotta try

She said I’m leaving
She can’t take the pain
It’s hard to continue this love, it ain’t the same
Can’t forget the things that I’ve done inside her
brain
Too many lies committed too many games
She feeling like a fool getting on the last train
Trying to maintain but the feeling won’t change
I’m sorry for the things that I’ve done and what I
became
Caught up in living my life in the fast lane
Blinded by lights, cameras, you know the fame
I don’t know the reason why I did these things

And I lie and I lie and I lie and I lie
And now ya emotions are drained
When I lie and I lie and a little lie lie
And now ya emotions are drained

[Chorus x2]

Yo, I’m lying to my girl even though I love her
And she all in my world
I give her all my attention and diamonds & pearls
She’s the one who makes me feel on top of the world
Still I’m lyin’ to my girl, I do it

And I lie and I lie and I lie till there’s no turning back
I don’t know why, and I lie and I lie till I don’t know
who I am
And then I tell myself

No no no no baby, nononono don’t lie (2x)
What you gonna do when it all comes out
When I see you & what you’re all about
No no no no baby, no no no no don’t lie
No no no no baby, no no no no
Stop, st-stop st-stop stop stop lying.

Black Eyed Peas: Hey Mama

(la la la la la)
Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you groove, 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 really 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 really 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 Old, and a bigger bit of Nu
The true n*ggers know that the peas come thru
We never cease(Naa), we never die no we never disease(Naa)
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 bum bumma, 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 all 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(Naaa) we need to carry 9mm clips(Naa)
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
she be, Fergie , from the crew
B.E.P, come and take heed, as we take the lead
(so come on papa, 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 really 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*)

Black Eyed Peas: Pump It

“These composition radio it’s in here

Ho ho haaaaaaaaaa
Pump it
Ho ho haaaaaaaaaa
And pump it (louder) [4x]

Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right(ho,ho,ho)

N*ggas wanna hate on us (who)
N*ggas 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 (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
Say, oh oh oh
Yo, yo

Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right now
(hut)This joint is fizzlin’
It’s sizzlin’
Right now

(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
(hut)This joint is fizzlin’
It’s sizzlin’
Right now

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(ho)
Let those speakers blow your mind
(Blow my mind, baby)
To let it go, let it go(ho)
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
Say, oh oh oh
Yo, yo
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right now
(hut)This joint is fizzlin’
It’s sizzlin’
Right now