| Yeah, yeah
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| Check it out, y’all
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| Just clap your hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon
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| Clap your hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon
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| Just clap your hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon
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| Clap your hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon
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| Just clap your hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon
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| It’s too much looky-looky-looky
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| Too much watchy-watchy-wah
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| They looky-looky-looky
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| And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
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| Tell me why all these bomboclaats try to clown me
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| I tell 'em move away, me need some privacy
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| Don’t you know I am the man that come up positivity
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| Never negativity cause we create then do-re-mi
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| My name is will.i.am from B.E.P
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| Black Eyed Peas, numero uno, we be jammin' like Marty
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| If I’m technical with my rhymes, let me know now
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| I shake it all around, niggas know how we be throwin' down
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| Too much looky, who be ditchin' y’all like hooky
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| Honeys wanna get up on me like sooky-sooky
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| They call me on my telley talkin bout mushi-mushi
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| They pullin' on my body, feelin' on my tushy-tushy
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| It’s too much looky-looky-looky
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| Too much watchy-watchy-wah
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| They looky-looky-looky
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| And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
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| And don’t you know, I need some privacy
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| Excuse me young girl, me need some privacy
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| Cause the Black Eyed Peas is coming woofin' mighty-mighty flow
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| I’m deliverin' the rhyme because my mama told me so
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| I’ma do what my mama say and rock dollar y’all
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| Mamasay mamasa mamu makusa
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| Too much looky, and we the last cookie
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| Where pastry, get me like, mmm mmm, you taste that?
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| Lickin' on your finger and you’re lickin' your hand
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| After we’re finished that man make sure (make sure, make sure)
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now
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| It’s too much looky-looky-looky
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| Too much watchy-watchy-wah
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| They looky-looky-looky
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| And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
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| And you know, I need some privacy
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| Go play somewhere else, me need some privacy
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| We open up, bottle killin', the business, showbiz
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| We be passin' the Peas, purposefully and positive
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| Wonder if it’s, where does it last, say «Here it is»
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| Should be all up in your ear, with a test and a quiz
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| See ya dance, say «Damn, now what it is?»
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| Want to in sync with all the Pea body kids
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| You be nodding your head back and forth like this
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| If you’re feelin' my move, then your mind is in bliss
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| So put your hands together now we ready to bounce
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| Got the whole world waiting for this, to be announced
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| No indication just satisfaction by the ounce
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| You can either jump up and boogie or just lounge
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| It’s too much looky-looky-looky
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| Too much watchy-watchy-wah
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| They looky-looky-looky
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| And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
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| I thought I said need some privacy
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| Go play somewhere else, me need some privacy
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| Recite more poetic, a tactic from the attic
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| Apl.de.ap, gets critical and droppin' shit
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| Like a dimensional picture
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| You architect, so I free you to get the scripture
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| But when it hit ya, I got you turning like elixir
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| Back a glass of cog-n-ac, we divide the mixture
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| I’m about to fix you up, with a new texture
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| More information better down like a lecture
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| And in the sector
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now
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| Clap your hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon
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| Just clap our hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon
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| Just clap our hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon
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| Just clap our hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon
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| It’s too much looky-looky-looky
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| Too much watchy-watchy-wah
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| They looky-looky-looky
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| And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
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| You know I need some privacy
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| Go play somewhere else, I need some privacy
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| So put your hands together now we ready to bounce
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| Got the whole world waiting for this, to be announced
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| Know you just got satisfaction by the ounce
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| You can either jump up and boogie or just lounge
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| It’s too much looky-looky-looky
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| Too much watchy-watchy-wah
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| They looky-looky-looky
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| And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
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| You gotta give me privacy
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now
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| It’s too much looky-looky-looky
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| Too much watchy-watchy-wah
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| They looky-looky-looky
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| And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
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| Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
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| Clap your hands now |