Will.i.am and his girlfriend

What's wrong with the world, mama
People livin' like they ain't got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that'll bring آپ trauma
Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin'
In the USA, the big CIA
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK
But if آپ only have love for your own race
Then آپ only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And when آپ hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah
Badness is what آپ demonstrate
And that's exactly how anger works and operates
Now, آپ gotta have love just to set...

[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All that جنک, فضول inside your trunk
[Fergie]
I'ma get get get get آپ drunk
Get آپ love 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 love mah پچھواڑے, گدا 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...

[Intro]
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oahhhahhh
Shut up, just shut up shut up
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-AHHH-oah-oahhhahh

[Chorus]
We try to take it slow
But we're still losin control
And we try to make it work
But it still ends up the worst
And I'm crazayyyyy
For tryin to be your lad-yyyy

[Verse One]
Girl me and آپ were just fine, y'know
We wined and dined, did them things
that couples do when in love, y'know
Walks on the ساحل سمندر, بیچ and stuff, y'know
(Things that lovers say and do)
I love آپ boo (I love آپ too)
I miss آپ a lot (I miss آپ even more)
That's why I flew آپ out when we was on tour
But some things just get out of hand...

[Ooh....Ooh....haaaaaah]When I stepped in the room
I bring the heat like the ماہ of June
crank the volume make the باس, گھنگھور go boom
wile out like we some wild baboons [ooh, ooh]
we go bananas to the tune
I wanna throw bows gimme elbow room (move nigga)
when im out my cacoon im ready to consume
let's hit the saloon cuz...

Its a holiday
pardon me as I celebrate

and thats the way we do it
we get a lil loopy off the ignorant fluid
and act a lil stupid
just in case u didnt knew it
and thats just how we do it
don't ask why we do it

thats just the way it be
lovin double Ds up at the ad
when i party in hollywood VIP
I...

(La la la la la)
Hey Mama, this that sh*t that make آپ groove, Mama
Get on the floor and اقدام your booty, Mama
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma (REWIND!)

Cutie cutie, make sure آپ اقدام your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know آپ wanna party
The way your body look really make me feel naughty
Cutie cutie, make sure آپ اقدام your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know آپ wanna party
The way your body look really make me feel naughty

I got a naughty, naughty style and a naughty, naughty crew
But everything I do, I do just...

Yeah, yeah
Check it out, y'all
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah

Tell me why all these ? bumaclutz? try to clown me
I tell em اقدام away, me need some privacy
Don't آپ know I am the man that come up positivity
Never negativity 'cause we create then do-re-mi
My name is will I am from bep
Black eyed peas, numero uno, we be jammin'...

Gotta get that [x3]
Gotta get that that that, that that

Boom boom boom (Gotta get that) [x4]

Boom boom boom (Yeah) [x2]
Boom boom boom [x2]

[Will.i.am]
Yo
I got the hit that beat the block
You can get that باس, گھنگھور overload
I got the that rock and roll
That future flow

That digital spit آپ go poopoo ass
Next level visual shit
I got that (Boom boom boom)
How the beat bang (Boom boom boom)

[Fergie]
I like that boom boom pow
Them chicks is jackin my style
They try to copy my swagger
Im on that اگلے shit now
Im so 3008
You so 2000 and late
I got that boom boom boom
That future boom boom boom
Let me get it now

Boom boom boom...

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