Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What It Is, artist - Black Eyed Peas. Album song Behind The Front, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope
Song language: English
What It Is |
Yeah, yeah |
Check it out, y’all |
Just clap your hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon |
Clap your hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon |
Just clap your hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon |
Clap your hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon |
Just clap your hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon |
It’s too much looky-looky-looky |
Too much watchy-watchy-wah |
They looky-looky-looky |
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah |
Tell me why all these bomboclaats try to clown me |
I tell 'em move away, me need some privacy |
Don’t you know I am the man that come up positivity |
Never negativity cause we create then do-re-mi |
My name is will.i.am from B.E.P |
Black Eyed Peas, numero uno, we be jammin' like Marty |
If I’m technical with my rhymes, let me know now |
I shake it all around, niggas know how we be throwin' down |
Too much looky, who be ditchin' y’all like hooky |
Honeys wanna get up on me like sooky-sooky |
They call me on my telley talkin bout mushi-mushi |
They pullin' on my body, feelin' on my tushy-tushy |
It’s too much looky-looky-looky |
Too much watchy-watchy-wah |
They looky-looky-looky |
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah |
And don’t you know, I need some privacy |
Excuse me young girl, me need some privacy |
Cause the Black Eyed Peas is coming woofin' mighty-mighty flow |
I’m deliverin' the rhyme because my mama told me so |
I’ma do what my mama say and rock dollar y’all |
Mamasay mamasa mamu makusa |
Too much looky, and we the last cookie |
Where pastry, get me like, mmm mmm, you taste that? |
Lickin' on your finger and you’re lickin' your hand |
After we’re finished that man make sure (make sure, make sure) |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now |
It’s too much looky-looky-looky |
Too much watchy-watchy-wah |
They looky-looky-looky |
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah |
And you know, I need some privacy |
Go play somewhere else, me need some privacy |
We open up, bottle killin', the business, showbiz |
We be passin' the Peas, purposefully and positive |
Wonder if it’s, where does it last, say «Here it is» |
Should be all up in your ear, with a test and a quiz |
See ya dance, say «Damn, now what it is?» |
Want to in sync with all the Pea body kids |
You be nodding your head back and forth like this |
If you’re feelin' my move, then your mind is in bliss |
So put your hands together now we ready to bounce |
Got the whole world waiting for this, to be announced |
No indication just satisfaction by the ounce |
You can either jump up and boogie or just lounge |
It’s too much looky-looky-looky |
Too much watchy-watchy-wah |
They looky-looky-looky |
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah |
I thought I said need some privacy |
Go play somewhere else, me need some privacy |
Recite more poetic, a tactic from the attic |
Apl.de.ap, gets critical and droppin' shit |
Like a dimensional picture |
You architect, so I free you to get the scripture |
But when it hit ya, I got you turning like elixir |
Back a glass of cog-n-ac, we divide the mixture |
I’m about to fix you up, with a new texture |
More information better down like a lecture |
And in the sector |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now |
Clap your hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon |
Just clap our hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon |
Just clap our hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon |
Just clap our hands y’all, c’mon, c’mon |
It’s too much looky-looky-looky |
Too much watchy-watchy-wah |
They looky-looky-looky |
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah |
You know I need some privacy |
Go play somewhere else, I need some privacy |
So put your hands together now we ready to bounce |
Got the whole world waiting for this, to be announced |
Know you just got satisfaction by the ounce |
You can either jump up and boogie or just lounge |
It’s too much looky-looky-looky |
Too much watchy-watchy-wah |
They looky-looky-looky |
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah |
You gotta give me privacy |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now |
It’s too much looky-looky-looky |
Too much watchy-watchy-wah |
They looky-looky-looky |
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands |
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet |
Clap your hands now |