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Отправлено: 06.06.06 12:29. Заголовок: The Black Eyed Peas
Don't Phunk with my heart (оригинал Black eyed peas) 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 (Love, love, love, love) in love, baby I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby (Love, love, love, love) in love, baby Girl, you know you got me, got me With your pistol shot me, shot me And I'm here helplessly In love and nothing can stop me You can't stop me cause once I start it Can't return me cause once you bought it I'm coming baby, don’t got it (don’t make me wait) So let’s be about it No, no, no, no..., don’t phunk with my heart Baby, have some trustin', trustin' When I come in lustin', lustin' Cause I bring you that comfort I ain’t only here cause I want ya, body I want your mind too Interestin’s what I find you And I'm interested in the long haul Come on girl (yee-haw) (come on) I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby (Love, love, love, love) in love, baby I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby (Love, love, love, love) in love, baby No, no, no, no..., don’t phunk with my heart Girl, you had me, once you kissed me My love for you is not iffy I always want you with me I'll play Bobby and you’ll play Whitney If you smoke, I'll smoke too (Cough) That’s how much I'm in love with you Crazy is what crazy do Crazy in love, I'm a crazy fool No, no, no, no..., don’t phunk with my heart Why are you so insecure When you got passion and love here You always claimin’ I'm a cheater Think I'd up and go leave ya For another senorita You forgot that I need ya You must of caught amnesia That’s why you don’t believe (uh, yeah, check it out) Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby Cause you know you got me by a string, baby Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby Cause you know you got me by a string, baby Baby girl, you make me feel You know you make me feel so real I love you more than sex appeal (Cause you’re) That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl No, no, no, no..., don’t phunk with my heart No, no, no, no..., don’t phunk with my heart That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby (Love, love, love, love) in love, baby I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby (Love, love, love, love) in love, baby I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby (Love, love, love, love) in love, baby I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby (Love, love, love, love) in love, baby Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby Cause you know you got me by a string, baby Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby Cause you know you got me by a string, baby Pump It (оригинал Black eyed peas) 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 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 sh*t 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 oh Say, oh oh oh oh Yo, yo Turn up the radio Blast your stereo Right now This joint is fizzlin' It's 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 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 This joint is fizzlin' It's sizzlin' Right Damn (damn) [5x] 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 On the stereo Let those speakers blow your mind (Blow my mind, baby) To let it go, let it go Here we go С'mon, we're there On the radio The system is gonna feel so fine 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' It's sizzlin' Right My Humps (оригинал Black eyed peas) 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 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 ice-ys. Dolce & Gabbana, Fendi and then Donna Karan, they be sharin’ All their money got me wearin’ Fly gearrr 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 x3 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.
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