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Do it, do it, do it, do it so fresh [Yeah]
We the masters on your ghetto blasters
Do it, do it, do it, do it so fresh
We the Instant Def masters on your ghetto blasters

Keepin’ it fresh, flippin’ the game
Shakin’ the planet, rockin’ your brain
So feel the groove, while you out on the floor
Gettin’ loose to the music
But you gotta know that them people are watchin’
You while you rockin’, poppin’ and lockin’
Krumpin’ and shockin’, hippin’ and hoppin’
Bustin’ crazy moves while you out in the [?]
Gettin’ wild with the stylin’s
Brother you gotta know that them ladies is sayin’

Ooh La La [Ooh La La] (x2)
Them ladies sayin’
Ooh La La [Ooh La La]
Go ladies (x4)

We gon’ do it, do it, do it, do it so fresh [Yeah]
We the masters on your ghetto blasters
Do it, do it, do it, do it so fresh
We the Instant Def masters on your ghetto blasters

Awww Yeah
Instant Def is rockin’ y’all
And right about now you know who we are
And if you don’t *you’ll probably be seein’ stars*
You know you missed out y’all, we rock the casba
Dished out more, then flocked the dance floor
Kinda took it back to ‘84
Back when Hurt was the coolest, y’all
You know way back, back them … real pure
You know it don’t sound like that no more
It was one for the trouble
Then two for the time
Then too much trouble in the new days of rhyme, and
Talk about money, then you talk about diamonds
You talk about jewels and you talk about crime
In the city it’s a pity if you don’t look glittery
Fans in the crowd lookin’ shook and shiverin’
Scared that there’s gonna be a brawl or fight
But we came to have a good time tonight
She said we came to have a good time tonight, Y’all

We came to have a good time tonight y’all

Do it, do it, do it, do it so fresh [Yeah]
We the masters on your ghetto blasters
Do it, do it, do it, do it so fresh
We the Instant Def masters on your ghetto blasters

Go ladies, go ladies, Say it [Ooh La La] (x3)
Go ladies, go ladies, go la-, g-go ladies

Come on party people and dance to this
You in tune to the sound and it’s marvelous
Bringin’ the remedy like we be pharmacists
We step out to the place like …
So freak out everybody and pump your fists
And if you swingin’ ‘em fists
Break it up, break it up, break it up
And work your body
Cause there’s really no reason to hurt nobody
So bring that beat back with the powerful impact
We packin’ up the place with the positive contact
Intoxicate your whole mind, body and soul
*That’s the Peas rhyme*, then you be on the roll
And we be rollin’ through your neighbourhood blocks
We patrollin’
If you ain’t knowin’ I’mma tell you, we controllin’
The pace and we gonna keep it goin’
Word

Ooh La La [Ba ba, ba da ba]
Ooh La La [Ba ba, ba ba]
Ooh La La [Ba ba, ba da ba]
Ooh La La
(x2)

[Ba ba, ba ba]
Go Ladies, go ladies, Say it
[Ba ba, ba da ba]
Go ladies, go ladies, go la-, g-go ladies

Go Ladies, go ladies, Say it [Ooh La La] (x3)
Go ladies, go ladies, go la-, g-go ladies

Ooh La La [Ba ba, ba da ba]
Ooh La La [Ba ba, ba ba]
(x2)

Three, four..

Chk UHH.. chk UHH..

I’m the W-I, double-L-I-Am
Linkin up with the Primo, do it (do it)
He’s the T-to-the-A-to-the-B-oh-oh
Linkin up with the Primo, do it (do it)
He’s the A-P-L-to-the-D-E-Ap
Linkin up with the Primo, do it..
And we the B-to-the-E-to-the-P
Hookin up with Primo (?) do it (do it)

[Verse One]
We comin through to take control of each zip code
Bridgin the gap from rap to calypso
We gonna strike each city from ‘Frisco
Tokyo to back to San Luis Obispo
(??) data, descendants of Amadeus
Transmitted through your CD’s, tapes and record players
We the crusaders, attack like alligators
Yo, we’re known to elevate like escalators
Yo, we comin through to control your area
Black Eyed Peas control your area
Bringin the vibe that create hysteria
Wack MC’s vacate your area
We three deep, comin out of yo’ speaker
I’m bustin your woofer and tearin through your tweeter
Every rapper’s talkin bout killin somebody
But they ain’t hip-hop to me (check it out)

[Chorus]
This is the hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin, non non stop
{*scratch “Black Eyed Peas”*} Yo, we keep it movin
{*scratch*} Yo, we keep it movin
The hip hip hip, the hop hop hop
We keep it keep it movin, non non stop
{*scratch “Black Eyed Peas”*} Yo, we keep it movin
{*scratch*} We got to keep it movin

[Verse Two]
It’s the Black Eyed Peas (?) climbin up the Empire
State tower livin is the mission desired
I see a lot of liars so to dem I cross and fire
And they lyrics soundin tired, repetitious and expired
Cool dem down troop before they time get picked
I can’t take dem serious talkin about bullshit

Got money and cars but, can’t bullshit
And your lyrics are soundin like, some doo doo shit
While I’m holdin the mic tight, recite livin insight
So we can all benefit from the artform
(??) took, (??) you to make dough
But forgot the main goal, almost lost the soul and got norm
Cause everybody’s talkin bout, high profilin
But it ain’t hip-hop to me (why why why)
Cause everybody’s talkin bout, high profilin
But it ain’t hip-hop to me (so check it out y’all)

[Chorus]

{*scratch* “I like the way the rhythm makes me jump”}
{”Got black to asian, and caucasian sayin,
‘That’s the joint, that’s the jam’”}
{*scratch* “Let your body collide to the rhythm provided by the”}
{”Black Eyed Peas”}
{”Through a nation we build, off the music field
Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel”}

[Verse Three]
Yeah, your style’s dated and you ain’t came out yet
Don’t think you’re +fresh+ cause you’re rockin them outfits
I think you’re lost, cause you don’t know where your route is
Pick up the mic, put your money where your mouth is

I pick up the mic and put my lyrics where my mouth is
Hit your spirit, make you jump out them couches
Quick agility to slow-like slouches
With more bounce to the freak of def ounces

And we announce this, follow us to show you what the sound is
Primo and the Peas collaboratin like great
Aiyyo let’s do this, let’s do this, we show you who the crew is
Black Eyed Peas is like the rulers leavin all you brothers clueless
Haters hater us if you wanna, we gon’ speak on it
We gon’ tell the world why hip-hop is haunted
Funny is a drug and MC’s is on it
We gon’ take it back to the days of Soulsonic

[Chorus] * 2X w/ variations

[ad libs to fade]

Pick up the phone call up the line
Call up the re-quest line
Call up the line
Call up the re-quest line
Nana nana nananana na na nana nana
So call up the line
Get down wit, down wit us

(Chorus) (Macy Gray)
This is a re-quest Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey Dj (your on the line girl)
Hey Dj (On the request line girl)
Play the record by my favorite band

I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested on the radio
Tell the DJ spin it on the mix show
Make a brother feel like im down at the disco
And we gonna keep it going like crisco
Cuz the DJ grab the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we greatful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(Last night the DJ saved my life)
Cuz of the collection of the records he saved
To the direction of the record we swayed
And all night through the session we stayed

(Hook)
Cuz you know you got the feeling
(All right)
Good god got the feeling
(All right)
Touch the ceiling when I’m feelin
(All right now)
And I be feelin
(All right)
Dont stop keep it goin now come on

(Chorus) (Macy Gray)
This is a re-quest Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (your on the line girl)
Hey DJ (On the request line girl)
Play the record by my favorite band

Turn table lets bless me on my stereo

Play my favorite song on my stereo
Like Macy Gray, Roots, and D’Angelo
Mos Def, Flay Nubience, and De La Soul
I like them cuts with the soul and original
Never afraid to be creative on your radio
Spin my jam when im cruisin down the bario
Turn my audio up, create a party yo
(Hey DJ would you play ma song)
And get ma rock get ma roll get ma hip-hop on
And (I’m dancin) all day all night
Gimme some inside, make me feel hot inside

(Hook)
(All right)
Got me feelin
(All right)
Got me feelin
(All right)
Got me feelin
(All right)
All shots down
(All right)
Got me wanna get down all night
(All night)
All right now

(Chorus) (Macy Gray)
This is a re-quest Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (your on the line girl)
Hey DJ (On the request line girl)
Play the record by my favorite band

Jump up enjoy the sound
Show everybody how just how you get down
Get loose now, get down
Everybody everybody have a good time

Last night a DJ saved my life
(Fading effects)

(Chorus) 3x