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Artist:Black Eyed Peas
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Album:Behind The Front
Track:Clap Your Hands
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Views:231
 
Lyrics: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 ?bumaclutz? 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 BEP

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
Honey's wanna get up on me like suki-suki

They call me on my telley talkin bout mushi-mushi
They pullin on my body, feelin on my
tushi-tushi
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 rhymes because my mama told me so

I'ma do what my mama say and rock dollar y'all
Mama say, mama sah, mamu-makusta

Too much looky, and we the last cookie
Where pastry, dippin like, umm umm, ?le
criste?
Lickin on your finger and you lickin your hand
That good, finish that man

Make sure (sure...) make sure
Chorus:
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, purposely
and positive
Wonder if is, 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

They be 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
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
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 coniac, we divide the mixture
I'm about to fix you up, with a new texture

More information better down like a letter
And in the sector
Chorus

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, me 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
Chorus
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
 
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