Текст песни Black Eyed Peas - That's The Joint
Black Eyed Peas - That's The Joint слова песни
Текст песни Black Eyed Peas - That's The Joint
YeahA chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doomThat's the joint, that's the jamTurn that shit up, play it againThat's the joint, that's the jamTurn that shit up, play it againThat's the joint, that's the jam( )Turn that shit up, play it againI like the way the rhythm makes me jump and moveIt gots the feelin' that makes me wanna do my doGot me feelin' joy, turn my gray sky blueAnd when you hear a cut, baby doll, I know youWill feel it huh? Get up on the floor start movin' someBody parts that got brothers actin' dumbAnd they be actin' dumb from the cut that playin'People break they neck from this demonstrationWe about mass appeal, no segregationGot Black to Asian and Caucasian sayin'"That's the joint, that's the jamTurn that shit up, play it againThat's the joint, that's the jamTurn that shit up, play it again"Let your body collide to the rhythm providedBy the mind state affairs classifiedAnd make your heat up and flare, I swearA serenade, a soul and so bewareAnd what's happenin' here, seek one to help youFeelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwindMaybe in time you can stop this crimeBut until then, yo I'm-a rock a rhyme sayin'"That's the joint, that's the jamTurn that shit up, play it againThat's the joint, that's the jamTurn that shit up, play it again"It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jamIt's got groove, it's got feelin'A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doomIt's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jamIt's got groove, it's got meanin'A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doomGot the state's appeal with the joint's that realI don't need no steel to make my pointGet down and dirty 'cause that's my jointHa! We preferably make all pointsThrough a nation we build off the musical fieldOr a visual thrill, we do what we feelAny time or place, on stage in ya faceOver tea in Earth and outer spaceBecause we rock that shit, we flip that shitSome east coast, west coast cosmic shitSome north bound shit, some some south bound shitSome overseas, London, out of town shitRockin' the joint, rockin' the jamsTurn that shit up, play it again 'causeThat's the joint, that's the jamTurn that shit up, play it againThat's the joint, that's the jamTurn that shit up, play it againThat's the joint, that's the jamTurn that shit up, play it againIt's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jamIt's got groove, it's got feelin'A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doomIt's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jamIt's got groove, it's got meanin'A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doomDoom doom doomDoom doom doomThat's the jamA chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doomThat's the jamThat's the jamThat's the jamA chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom