Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mash Out, artist - will.i.am. Album song Must B 21 (Soundtrack to Get Things Started), in the genre Электроника
Date of issue: 05.10.2003
Record label: Bbe
Song language: English
Mash Out |
This is how we roll, when we mash out |
There’s no time for tantrum |
(This dance is on and on and on and) |
(Dance is on and on and on and) |
Yeah, I, am, that fly girl |
Can’t deny girl, nothin I won’t try one type of girl |
Well maybe not coke, cause I’m dope already |
Lyrics sharp like dart and cut like machetes |
And I’m rockin the shit steady |
Like no doubt, the show’s sold out |
They know how I rolled in when I rolled out |
Black Eyed Pea, L-Y-T |
Slide through them bars, leave the track greasy |
It’s easy, I flow through the beat breezy |
Hate, they used to tease me, now they wanna be me |
Lyte’s in the building, of course I’m back |
Get that booty stuck like a cul-de-sac |
I’m the all knowing like the almanac |
And though your boy keep callin, I ain’t callin him back |
Uh-uh |
This is how we roll, when we mash out |
There’s no time for tantrum |
Only time of dancin, it’s the party anthem |
I call Lyte so we could mash out |
I swooped her up and then we mashed out |
We stepped in the club to turn the party out |
I took some flicks and poked my ass out |
This is how we roll, when we mash out |
There’s no time for tantrum |
(This dance is on and on and on and) |
(Dance is on and on and on and) |
Fergie Ferg from the burbs, keepin shit flyer than birds |
Concierge, valet, pulls my ride up to the curb |
I step in the door, I said it, so listen |
Me and MC Lyte takin you out on a mission |
Like a space shuttle, me and my girls huddle |
Get back to the crib, bathtubs filled with bubble |
Champagne, caviar, for Hollywood rock stars |
Back on the road, them mess with full bar |
F-E-R, to the, G |
Fergie Ferg rock hard most definitely |
On the M-I, C with L-Y-T |
I call Lyte so we could mash out |
I swooped her up and then we mashed out |
We stepped in the club to turn the party out |
I took some flicks and poked my ass out |
This is how we roll, when we mash out |
There’s no time for tantrum |
Only time of dancin', it’s the party anthem |
Hold it now, hold it now, (what what?) hold it now |
Hold it now, hold it now, (oh what?) hold it now |
Hold it now, hold it now, (what what?) hold it now |
Hold it now, hold it now, (oh what?) word |
To all the cool chickens, center stage on the mic |
We puttin it on wax, it’s the NEEEEEW STYLE! |
Four and three and two and one |
And when I’m on the mic, the honies come |
I shoot the shit without a gun |
The rhymes I rock are more than Action |
Nothin but that, that satisfaction |
Action-packed like Action Jackson |
Stand back cat, here come that blastin |
Blastin from no other than will.I.am |
This is how we roll, when we mash out |
There’s no time for tantrum |
(This dance is on and on and on and) |
(Dance is on and on and on and) |