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Smells Like Funk Fergie 23-08-2005 11:13


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[Will.I.Am]
Yeah, that's funky, funky
Yeah, that's funky, funky
Yeah, that's funky, funky
[Will.I.Am & Fergie]
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The funk, funk, funk, fat stinky stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The funk, funk, funk, fat stinky stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The funk, funk, funk, fat stinky stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
Cause nobody's funky as us, cause we keep it stinky, stinky
We keep it stinky, stinky
We keep it stinky, stinky
We keep it stinky, stinky, stinky, stinky, stinky
[Will.I.Am]
The funk phenomenon, we funk you on and on
There's no need to hold your nose cause this pong sing like a rose
[Taboo]
Big booty funk, toe jam funk
Underarm funk, like you headlockin' a skunk
Reaking like diseased athlete's feet
The stench didn't come till after this beat
Smellin' like drawers, no weezin', no pause
Put your hands up on the speakers get smelly ass paws
You knew we was coming before we entered the door
Cause you could smell the rhyme when we was walkin' down the hall
We bring the funk worse than a wet dog
Stinkin' like fat ladies shittin' out hogs
We drop enough shit and keep them toilets clogged
Keep the people jumpin' like the bullfrogs
The first one who smelt it ain't the one who dealt it
Black Eyed Peas keep the scent blind like delta
Funky like onions you fryin', sure is funky, girl you ain't lyin'
[Will.I.Am & Fergie]
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The funk, funk, funk, fat stinky stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The funk, funk, funk, fat stinky stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The funk, funk, funk, fat stinky stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
Cause nobody's funky as us, cause we keep it stinky, stinky
We keep it stinky, stinky
We keep it stinky, stinky
We keep it stinky, stinky, stinky, stinky, stinky
[Will.I.Am]
Y'all, you funkin' with the funk family
The non fabricated factual faculty
We formulatin' up in a factory
Focusin' on the energy of fluid flow free
We flawless, everything is fo' free
We flourish and we flaunt our flavor freshly, ha
Can you believe we flip the frequencies and
Freak MC's, they leave all franticlly, but
Our intent is all to be friendly
But they fightin' when we start the freestylin' frenzy
I funk up your flat till your girlfriend beef
Fillin' all anatomy, bringin' me flattery, ha
She'll be diggin' these rhymes, phat ease beats
Like cellulite lyrics, all flappy
We bring the funk to your festivities
If you think something stank then it must be the Peas
[Will.I.Am & Fergie]
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The funk, funk, funk, fat stinky stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The funk, funk, funk, fat stinky stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The funk, funk, funk, fat stinky stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
Cause nobody's funky as us, cause we keep it stinky, stinky
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
[Apl.D.Ap]
Cellulite overweight stankin' MC's
Stench smells so strong it's insanitary
Cause you can sense me a mile away so chanky
With the jungle funk sound from Seringhetti
Meaty, fat, nasty like Ms. Fat Booty's tights
Gettin' dirty like mudfights and dirtbikes
Turning these drawers black that used to be white
And we shittin' on these tracks that you gonna need to wipe
The odour's so contagiuos that it shows up in your dream
Man you could pick me out like food in between
Your two front teeth cause you be lacking the streets
We got beefy ass beats that we bumpin' in the streets
We salty, not sweet, like stank boxing feet
Sour underarm funk you ain't washed in a week
And man we be reakin' every day and weekend
We could all bounce to the funk and the season
[Will.I.Am]
Bounce, bounce, bounce, hahahaha
Yeah that's funky, yeah that's funky
If you smellin' somethin' funky then you know
It gotta be nobody other than Apl, Will and Taboo
Cause you know that
If it smells like funk then it must be us
If you smellin' fat funk then it must be us
If you smellin' somethin' funky then you know
It gotta be nobody other than Apl, Will and Taboo
Cause you know that
If it smells like funk then it must be us
If you smellin' elephants then it must be us
If you smellin' somethin' funky then you know
It gotta be nobody other than Apl, Will and Taboo
Cause you know that
If it smells like funk then it must be us
If you smellin' elephant shit then it must be us
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Shut Up Fergie 23-08-2005 11:12


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Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up (3x)
Shut it up, just shut up
Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up (3x)
Shut it up, just shut up
[Chorus]
We try to take it slow
But we're still losin control
And we try to make it work
But it still isn't the worst
And I'm craaazzzy
For tryin to be your laaadddy
I think I'm goin crazy
Girl, me and you were just fine (you know)
We wine and dine
Did them things that couples do when in love (you know)
Walks on the beach and stuff (you know)
Things that lovers say and do
I love you boo, I love you too
I miss you a lot, I miss you even more
That's why I flew you out
When we was on tour
But then something got out of hand
You start yellin when I'm with my friends
Even though I had legitimate reasons (bull shit)
You know I have to make them evidence (bull shit)
How could you trust our private lives girl
That's why you don't believe my lies
And quit this lecture
[Chorus]
Why does he know she gotta move so fast
Love is progress if you could make it last
Why is it that you just lose control
Every time you agree on takin it slow
So why does it got to be so damn tough
Cuz fools in lust could never get enough of love
Showin him the love that you be givin
Changing up your livin
For a lovin transistion
Girl lip so much she tryin to get you to listen
Few mad at each other has become our tradition
You yell, I yell, everybody yells
Got neighbors across the street sayin
“ Who the hell?!?”
Who the hell?
What the hell's going down?
Too much of the bickering
Kill it with the sound and
[Chorus]
Girl our love is dyin
Why can't you stop tryin
I never been a quitah
But I do deserve betta
Believe me I will do bad
Let's forget the past
And let's start this new plan
Why? Cuz it's the same old routine
And then next week I hear them scream
Girl I know you're tired of the things they say
You're damn right
Cuz I heard them lame dame excuses just yesterday
That was a different thing
No it ain't
That was a different thing
No it ain't
That was a different thing
It was the same damn thing
Same ass excuses
Boy you're usless
Whhoooaaaa
[Chorus]
Stop the talking baby
Or I start walking baby
Is that all there is (repeat)
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Hey Mama Fergie 23-08-2005 11:06


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(la la la la la)
Hey mama, this that shit that make you move, 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 realli 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 Or, and a bigger bit of Nu
The true niggers know that the peas come through
We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never disease(NOO)
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 bodyguards
(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 shit 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 shit 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 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(NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO)
Dont wanna squize trigger, just wanna squize tits
(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
Now she be, its dirty, from the crew
BET, come and take heed, as we take the lead
(so come on bubba, dance to the druma)
Hey mama, this that shit 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 realli 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 shit 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 shit 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)
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Let's Get Retarded Fergie 23-08-2005 11:05


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Let's get retarded in here
And the bass keeps running, running and runnin runnin'
and runnin' runnin' and runnin' runnin' and runnin' runnin'
and runnin' runnin' and runnin' runnin, and runnin' runnnin' and
In this context, there's no disrespect
So when I bust my rhyme, you break ya necks
We got five minutes for us to disconnect
From all intellect and let the rhythm effect
Obstacles and inhibition follow your intuiton
Free your inner soul and break away from tradition
Cause when we be out, girlies pull the heat out
You wouldn't believe how we wow shit out
Burnin 'til it's burned out, turn it 'til it's turned out
Act up from North West East South
[chorus]
Everbody, everybody, just get into it, get stupid
Get retarded, get retarded, get retarded
Let's get retarded, (ha) let's get retarded (in here)
Let's get retarded, (ha) let's get retarded (in here)
Let's get retarded, (ha) let's get retarded (in here)
Let's get retarded, (ha) let's get retarded (in here) yeah
Lose control, up outta your soul
Don't move to fast, people, just take it slow
Don't get ahead, just jump into it
Y'all hear about it, the peas will do it
Get started, get stupid
Don't worry about it, people will walk you through it
Step by step like your into new kid
Inch by inch with the new solution
Transmit hits with no delusion
The feeling's irresistable and thats how we move it
[chorus]
Everbody, everybody, just get into it, get stupid
Get retarded, get retarded, get retarded
Let's get retarded, (ha) let's get retarded (in here)
Let's get retarded, (ha) let's get retarded (in here)
Let's get retarded, (ha) let's get retarded (in here)
Let's get retarded, (ha) let's get retarded (in here) yeah
Runnin' runnin' and runnin' runnin' and runnin' runnin'
C'mon y'all, let's get (coo-koo), c'mon, let's get (coo-koo) in here
C'mon y'all, let's get (coo-koo), c'mon, let's get (coo-koo) in here
C'mon y'all, let's get (coo-koo), c'mon, let's get (coo-koo) in here
Ohh ohh ohh, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada
yada, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada
Let's get ill, thats the deal
Apl the gate, and Will bring the thugged out drill (just)
Lose your mind, this is the time
Y'all can't stand still, trust and bang your spine (just)
Bob your head like epilepsy
Up inside the club or in your Bentley
Get messy, loud and sick
You mind pass normal or another head trip
So, come them now, do not correct it
Let's get ignorant, let's get hectic
[Chorus]
Everbody, everybody, just get into it, get stupid
Get retarded, get retarded, get retarded
Let's get retarded, (ha) let's get retarded (in here)
Let's get retarded, (ha) let's get retarded (in here)
r-e-t-a-r-d-e-d
Let's get retarded, (ha) let's get retarded (in here)
Let's get retarded, (ha) let's get retarded (in here) yeah
Whooah, coo-koo, coo-koo, r-e-t-a-r-d-e-d
Ohh ohh ohh, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada
yada, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada, yada
And runnin' runnin' and runnin' runnin' and runnin' runnin' and..
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Labor Day (It's a holiday) Fergie 23-08-2005 11:03


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When I stepped in the room
I bring the heat like the month of June
Crank the volume make the bass go boom
Wild out like we some wild baboons
We go bananas to the tune
I wanna throw 'bows, give me elbow room (move nigga)
When I'm out my cacoon I'm ready to consume
It's hit the saloon cos
It's a holiday pardon me as I celebrate
And that's the way we do it
We get a little loopy off the ignorant fluid
And act a little stupid just in case you didn't knew it
And just how we do it, don't ask why we do it
That's just the way it be
Lovin' double D's, up at the A-D
When I party in Hollywood, V-I-P
I don't understand that's T-L-E cos
We party forever and get down together
We don't stop, no, and we don't quit
Let's get it going cos you know we gon' celebrate
It's a holiday, I don't work today, or the next three days
So let's celebrate, cos it's a holiday, I don't work today, nah
Pardon me as I celebrate
It's time to celebrate
Servin' up beatbox on a hotplate
Like that y'all, we on a festive date
Make you go ape then raise your heartrate
We gon' stay out late
Party till the morning and wake up late
We do it to the day break
Go on and on and then on and on and
Dance to my rhyme
I could holla acappellas deaf till you're blind
You're mine baby
Take it to the moon for your behind baby
Take us to the moon and just recline baby
Cock my gat and stroke my nine baby
We don't stop, girl, we don't quit, no
We don't quit, no, we don't quit
We party forever and get down together
We don't stop, no, and we don't quit
Let's get it going cos you know we gon' celebrate
Cos it's a holiday, I don't work today, or the next three days
So let's celebrate cos it's a holiday, I don't work today, nah
Pardon me as I celebrate
Don't stop it, just push it
Don't stop it, just push it
Move your body and push it
Get naughty and push it
We gon' party and push it
We gon' party and push it
Move your body and push it
Get naughty and push it, cos
It's a holiday
Pardon me as I celebrate
It's time to get wasted
And scope the whole place for girls with cute faces
Cos I see some fly mamas so pack your pajamas but don't bring the drama
But you could bring your melody, I'll plug in my mic and sing my harmonies (lalalala)
For how many times we gonna hit it
How many times we gonna split it
How many times you gonna get it
Or else you are gonna wanna come over
You're gonna have to wanna, man
Cos I'm the alligator champ
Driving the train, driving the tram
Or you could bring your friend and I switch my lane
And get buddy buddy with your friend Mary Jane
She really blows my brain (brain)
She really blows my brain
We party forever and get down together
We don't stop, no, and we don't quit (yeah)
Let's get it going cos you know we gon' celebrate, said we do it everyday
Cos it's a holiday, and we do it every night, I don't work today, and we do it at the club
Yeah, uh, it's my birthday
Celebrate, cos it's a holiday, I don't work today, nah
Party as I celebrate
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Hands up! Fergie 23-08-2005 11:02


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Check it out, check it out, check it out
Check it out, out, out, check it out
Check it out, check it out, check it out
Check it out, out, out
Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit
Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
We gon' make you move, we gon' make you hot, hot
Elbows above your head because we holding up the spot, hit 'em up
We gon' get it goin' even if y'all don't be knowing, y'all don't be knowing
Cos this shit that we throwing get you going, go retarded
Started up, bangin' like this got me chartin' up
Didn't mean to bump ya, pardon us
Diggin' this cut cause we sharpened up
You dumbing it down, we smarten it up
We penetrate even though your guard was up
Get down to the beat cause we fallin' up
Electric cause we like charging up
We the B-E Peas, uh
Rhythmic sonic pleaser
Hit ya, hot like fever
Boiling two hundred degrees, ah
You're burning up
Heats getting low, let me turn it up
Let me fuck up your ear till my sperm is up
In your brain, and the baby Will.I.Am's be saying
Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit
Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit
Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
Tabamatic, full manual flows deeper than Atlantic O's
Apl De Ap got ridiculous flows
Catchin' rhythm, makin' them grow
Mathematic Apl will go
Up in the scene we original
You know what I mean, B-E-P mineral
Stormin' strong for the several
Baracade laid for you terribles
Ho, I'm the chief Phillipino
Letting you know we about to blow
Will.I.Am, Ap and Tab double O
Set 'em up, shut 'em down, get 'em up
Time for us to raise it up
Never going down, always heading up
Raise your hands cause we blaze it up
Anybody here who waited long
To you I dedicate this song
Ain't nothing wrong, gotta make it right
Straight to the point, this is the new joint
And you know this is the jam y'all
Come on down and dance y'all
Have a ball y'all, throw your hands up
Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit
Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit
Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
Black Eyed Peas will announce
Some things that you can't avoid
You need to b-b-b-bounce to this
B-b-b-b-b-bounce to our joint
We come with more than a ounce
More like a tonne full of noise
So b-b-b-b-bounce to this
B-b-b-b-b-b-bounce to our joint
We came to get ya, get ya
Bouncin' so get ya, get ya
Ass up we got ya, got ya
Movin', let's make it hotter
Hotter than molten lava
Bubblin' like boilin' water
Aahh, get 'em up
Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit
Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit
Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
Hands up, get ya hands up
Get ya hands in the air like it's a stick-up
Hands up, get ya hands up
The reason why they up cause we rip shit up
We the riggy-riggy-riggy-riggy-riggy-riggy-rah
The higgy-higgy-higgy-higgy-higgy-higgy-hah
The riggy-riggy-riggy-riggy-riggy-riggy rah
The riggy-riggy, riggy, riggy-riggy, riggy
Riggy-riggy, riggy, ri-ri-riggy, ri-ri-riggy
Riggy-riggy, ri-ri-ri-riggy
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=) Fergie 23-08-2005 10:21


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=) Fergie 23-08-2005 10:20



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=) Fergie 23-08-2005 10:20


live
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=) Fergie 23-08-2005 10:19


...
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=) Fergie 23-08-2005 10:19


угадай с трех раз, кто Fergie?
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Без заголовка Fergie 23-08-2005 10:09


MTV Latin
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Без заголовка Fergie 23-08-2005 10:09


Grammy 2005
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Без заголовка Fergie 23-08-2005 10:08


фотосессия для Blender
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Без заголовка Fergie 23-08-2005 10:08


live
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Без заголовка Fergie 23-08-2005 10:08


live
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Без заголовка Fergie 23-08-2005 10:07


выступление на Грэмми 2005
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Без заголовка Fergie 23-08-2005 10:07


и снова фотки...
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Без заголовка Fergie 23-08-2005 10:06


и снова фотки...
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Без заголовка Fergie 23-08-2005 10:05


и снова фотки...
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