Intro/Conversation:
Yo son, whatcha think about those Peas, though?
Yo, yo, I don't know, them dudes just be on stage, dancin and stuff...
They on some old Las Vegas bullshit
They move too much, man
I can't take them fools seriously
I mean, they ain't talk about no 6-4, no Impalas
They ain't shootin nobody (Shootin nobody)
They ain't talkin about clothes
You know what I'm saying?
Yo, my man, I got a plan to do it all (What kind of plan you got)
I got a plan that none of y'all ever
Talked about 'cause underground niggas don't be thinking
I'm going kinda ?nino? like Lincoln
How can you make moves when you're always strapped under
I plan to read the scriptures, tell you more about the thunder
I wonder what really makes the world go round
Not thugs, 'cause thugs go 'round the brain of a brother's down
You be in it for a quick blink
But when you start to sink
You be deeper than you was
When you should've stop to think
About your consequence your actions don't make lots of sense
Brothers use the wicked life 'cause of lack of confidence
The devil jacked you for your sense now
You can't pay your rent and
That's no accident, you let us slip so we win
The rest of your development
You should've took time to prevent
The compiscation of your monument
Now ya, wash up, and a nobody
No one blame but your body
You livin life, had thick and uneasy
You chose to be involved with no deals and crisis
In a hole 'cause of lust and greed
Your mind held captive and unable to exceed
Come out and follow the Peas, we give you what you need
We proceed to give you, what (What, what)
A... (8x)
We givin you what you want
(We give you what you want) -- (3x)
And you proce-e-e-e-e-e-e-ed
On fienin on what you need
(We give you what you need) -- (3x)
Yo, everybody's goal is to win
But others gettiing caught up within the line of commiting sins
And everybody seems to wanna rule
It's so ridicule we gotta find the right cure
We approach to penetrate equivalent and strong
To wash out individual with evil forms
Conquering battles in these fields of greed
Dark faces all around me makes it hard for me to see
Who's got my back and who will backstab
I'm ready for foes and hoes who tries to grab
My currency, if I ain't got none
The (?) crip to runs to the ones who got some
The war billows to those who makes action
The main caption is to bring satisfaction
If you like that contend you see
How you suppose to call yourself a real MC
So what's the definition of a true MC
(Someone who rocks swell and put my soul at ease)
Lyrics went entertaining capability
(Now that's the realest, see, all around 360 degrees)
I'm givin you what you want, want
I'm givin you what you want
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
I'm givin you what you want, want
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm...
A... (8x)
We givin you what you want
(We give you what you want) -- (3x)
And you proce-e-e-e-e-e-e-ed
On fienin on what you need
(We give you what you need) -- (3x)
Hey, witness grief through startin material
You are blinded by lights, had an ego ratio
God bless you with the gift of only show
Business but you a careless professional
Is where your failing will show
Over indos and end only cash flows
Makin it big, but yet, you never know
You will pay in your dues bringin on sorrow
Here today, easily gone tomorrow
Feel the pain and I never borrow
From another man, instead I'm making grand
Watch the Peas as we make a stand
A... (8x)
We givin you what you want
(We give you what you want) -- (3x)
And you proce-e-e-e-e-e-e-ed
On fienin on what you need
(We give you what you need) -- (3x)
police sirens)
~Verse 1~
yo, you hear 'em sirens
I know you hear 'em
Don't get scared
It ain't five-o (naw)
That's the funk yo (yeah)
Don't act like you didn't know (hun)
It's just the way it goes (yeah)
When you messin with the funk (yeah)
You bumpin in the trunk (yeah)
You it's what you want (yeah)
So just bump, the bump, da-bump
Bump, bump, bump it up
~Chorus~
Bounce boo, to the boogie beat
You know I
Want you to come boogie with me
We Can
Lift, left, slide, right, all night
It's time to be wild, freestyle
~Verse 2~
It's on and poppon
Ain't no stoppin
Us from rockin
From tonight till ten o'clockin
In the morning
Got labels knockin (sign 'em now)
Fuck 'em go call them cops and
Watch 'em kids walk and start boppin
Heads to thwat that DJ droppon
he play funk punkin, hip-hoppin
Breakin laws, seah coaches shockin
We be pop lockin and moshin
I get down and groove to cuts (yeah)
check mark in all groovin butts
Now days cats is scared to dare (that's right)
this beat plays, whoo
Here's my chance
Come on girl let's go out there
Dance on the floor, haaaa..
~Chorus~
Bounce boo, to the boogie beat
You know I
Want you to come boogie with me
We Can
Lift, left, slide, right, all night
It's time to be wild, freestyle
~Bridge~
We can dance, and dance, dance
(Come on baby) Said we can dance, and dance, dance
(One more, whoo) I wanna dance, and dance, dance
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, we can dance, and dance, dance
~Jaime Gomez~
Fergie's chillin
Always illin
The way I make you sway, ya feelin
That's how it is
Get down and jam
If ya'll don't understand
Check it
He rock Bacons
Street block shakin
Club life's great when its house breakin
Speak the thumpin
Hold your jumpin
Disco funkin get your booty bumpin
This beats bangin
I'm rap talkin
Sweet beats bangin
Keep your feet hoppin
Dirty dancin
Nasty, naughty
Move that Jessie
Pump it hottie
Cause when i hear music
I just lose it
I wanna do it, with you, you, you, you
And when I hear music
I get in too it
I wanna do it. with you, you
Awwwwwwwwwwwww
~Chorus~
Bounce boo, to the boogie beat
You know I
Want you to come boogie with me
We Can
Lift, left, slide, right, all night
It's time to be wild, freestyle
~Bridge~
We can dance, and dance, dance
(Come on baby) Said we can dance, and dance, dance
(One more, whoo) I wanna dance, and dance, dance
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, we can dance, and dance, dance
Come on, freak, freak
(Haaaaa) Freak to the beat
(Haaaaa) Yeah, freak, freak
(Haaaaa) To the beat
(Haaaaa) Yeah, freak, freak
(Haaaaa) Wanna sound sweet
(Haaaaa) Let's freak, freak
(Haaaaa) And groove to the beat
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Ya, what they tell ya'll come here for
If your ain't out there that florr
Your ass be that be bringing a-heas a brawlin more
I'll give it to your warm
Give it to your hardcore
You're all contaminated
I'm gonna keep this pure
Just for your, for yours pleasure
Cause I just wanna do is have a ball, ya'll
Get on the floor ya'll
And freak, freak ya'll
~Bridge 2~
We can dance, and dance, dance
(Come on baby) Said we can dance, and dance, dance
(One more, whoo, whoo, whoo) I wanna dance and dance
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, we can dance, and dance, dance
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
~Guitar solo~
(Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)
~police sirens~
