1+1+1=3 1+1=2 1+3=4 1, 4, 1, 4, 1 1+1+1=3 3+1=4= B.E.P b**** Chorus: Love, love It's a simple little melody It's a simple little melody To me This is
Sound selector activate your transistor Transmitter audio wears through your system Sub-sonic mega bolt base from the kickin' Ghetto blaster blastin'
Ah-ah-aah-ah Ah-ah-aah-ah (x4) Hey, watz up We back up in the cut Beat it up into submission We don't need no permission Black Eyed Peas tha coalition
No, no, no, no, don?t phunk with my heart (Yeah) No, no, no, no, don?t phunk with my heart I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby
Let?s get retarded in here And the bass keeps running, running And running, running And running, running And running, running And running, running And
Ooh, I can't go any further than this Ooh, I want you so badly, it's my biggest wish Cool, I spend my time just thinkin', thinkin', thinkin' 'bout you
F I L I P I N A Mare, mare F I L I P I N A Mare, mare Ah she Look at all these pretty ladies on the dance floor (Ow) On the dance floor (Ow) On the dance
the supersonic boom Y'all hear the spaceship zoom When, when I step inside the room Them girls go ape-shit, uh Y'all stuck on Super 8 shit That low-fi
(CHORUS) We Can come for the weekend come. x 4 Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey! [Will.i.am] I call tab on Wednesday night
Imma be, Imma be, Imma, Imma, Imma be Imma be, Imma be, Imma, Imma, Imma be Imma be, Imma be, Imma, Imma, Imma be Imma be, be, be, be, Imma, Imma be
Gonna be a blackout Gonna nail a black curtain up good an' tight Gonna do what my air raid man says it's right I'm gonna pull down my shades an' turn
Ooh, Think of the weekend love Watch this Weekend love Gonna spend a weekend love Weekend love Just a case of weekend love If you've been misled by
She was a tiny black woman, when she was raised She was livin' to be givin' there's a lot that she gave There's not a slave, in this day and age I'm proud to be Black
Bottle of scotch whiskey not very smooth Like snake bite cure from the medicine man Not bad poison if there's something to soothe It's a whole other world
(Gangsta Blac) Peepin' down and in the cut Comin' in with gangsta what? To back it up this time I be 'cause S.P.V. just ain't enough Tuck it 'fore it'
C'est comme la fin du siecle On aura tout compris Meme les sherifs ceux qu'on achete On les distingues mal des bandits On a tout eu Ce fut un siecle
black and white Dreamin' in color, livin' in stone cold black and white Dreamin' in color, livin' in stone cold black and white Dreamin' in color, livin' in stone cold black
Doorways open up and close More ways to a punchline They're all laughing at your clothes Standing in the lunch line You're the talk of the town 'Cause