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Letra de la canción 'BOOM BOOM POW'

de 'BLACK EYED PEAS'

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Gotta get that


Gotta get that
Gotta get that
Gotta get that that that
Boom boom boom (gotta get that) (x4)

Boom boom boom


Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom

(Will.i.am)

yo
I got the hit that beat the block
You can get that bass overload
I got the that rock and roll
The future flow
That digital spit Next level visual shit
I got the boom boom boom How the beat bang
Boom boom boom

(Fergie)

I like that boom boom pow


Them chicken jockin’ my style
They try copy my swagger
Im on that next shit now
Im so 3008
Your so 2000 and late
I got the boom boom boom
The future boom boom boom
Let me get it now

Boom boom boom (gotta get that) (x4)


Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom

(Taboo)

I’m on the supersonic boom


Y’all hear the space shit zoom
When when I step inside the room them girls go apeshit (uh)
(…)
(…)
I’m on that H D flat
The bet go boom boom pat

(Apl.de.ap)

I’m a beast when you turn me on


Into the future cyber-trone
Harder , faster , better , stronger
Sexy ladies extra longer , cuz
We got the beat bounce
We got the beat bang
We got the beat that 808 away the boom boom on your town
(Fergie)

People in the place


If you wanna get down
put your hands in the air
Will.i.am drop the beat now

(Will.i.am)

Yep yep
I be rockin’ the beats Yep yep
I be rockin’ the beats Yep yep
Yep yep
Here we go Here we go Satellite radio
Y’all getting hit with boom (boom)
Beats so big i’m steppin on leprechaun
Shitin’ on y’all you with the boom (boom)
Shitin’ on y’all you with the boom (boom)
Shitin’ on y’all you with the This beat be bumpin’ bumpin’
This beat go boom boom

Let the beat rock (x3)


This beat be bumpin’ bumpin’
This beat go boom boom

(Fergie)

I like that boom boom pow


Them chicken jockin’ my style
They try copy my swagger
I’m on that next shit now
I’m so 3008
Your so 2000 and late
I got the boom boom boom
The future boom boom boom
Let me get it now

Boom boom boom (gotta get that) (x4)


Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom

Let the beat rock


Let the beat…
Let the beat rock
Rock rock

Letra de la canción 'I GOTTA FEELING'


de 'BLACK EYED PEAS'

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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 (x4)

Tonight's the 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

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 'cuz

I gotta feelin'
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 (x2)

Tonight's the 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

Fill up my cup (Drink)


Mozoltov (Lahyme)
Look at her dancing (Move it Move it)
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, do it, do it

Here we come
Here we go
We gotta rock
Easy come
Easy go
Now we on top

Feel the shot


Body rock
Rock it don't stop

Round and round


Up and down
Around the clock

Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday and Thursday
Friday, Saturday
Saturday and Sunday

Get get get get get with us


You know what we say
Party every day
Pa pa pa Party every day

And I'm feelin'


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 feelin'
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

Letra de la canción 'MY HUMPS' de


'BLACK EYED PEAS'

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What you gon' do with all that junk?


All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, 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 icies.
Dolce and Gabbana,
Fendi and NaDonna
Karan, they be sharin'
All their money got me wearin'
Fly but I ain't askin,
They say they love my ass 'n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion's,
I say no, but they keep givin'
So I keep on takin'
And no I ain't taken
We can keep on datin'
I keep on demonstrating.

My love, my love, my love, my love


You love my lady lumps,
My hump, my hump, my hump,
My humps they got u,
She's got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me

What you gon' do with all that junk?


All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What u gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make u scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.


She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Lets spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I'm really sexy,


The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin' at my lump, lump.
U can look but you can't touch it,
If u touch it I'ma start some drama,
You don't want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don't pull on my hand boy,
You ain't my man, boy,
I'm just tryn'a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,


My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps
My lovely lady lumps
My lovely lady lumps

In the back and in the front.


My lovin' got u,
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me.

What you gon' do with all that junk?


All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon' do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.
She's got me spendin'.
Spendin all your money on me and spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin'.
Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me.
Letra de la canción 'PUMP IT' de
'BLACK EYED PEAS'

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Ha ha ha
Pump it
Ha ha ha
And pump it (louder) [4x]

Turn up the radio


Blast your stereo
Right

N*ggas wanna hate on us (who)


N*ggas can be eerin' us (who)
And I know why they hatin' on us (why)
Cause thats so fabulous (what)
Ima be real on us (cmon)
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 sh*t

F-R-E-S-H (fresh)
D-E-F, thats right we def (rock)
We definite B-E-P, we rappin' it
So, turn it up (turn it up) [3x]
Cmon 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'
Its 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 aint down
But chick backstage when we in town (ha)
She like man on drunk (fool)
She wanna hit n' run (errr)
Yeah, thats the speed
Thats what we do
Thats 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 dont break it, girl
Cause we gonna

Turn it up (turn it up) [3x]


Cmon 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'
Its sizzlin'
Right

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
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) [4x]

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'
Its sizzlin'
Right

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