( With Black Eyed Peas )
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I called Chad on Wednesday night
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So we could make plans for Thursday night
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He said "we could go hit the peapods"
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I was like yeah, that's my favorite spot
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Plus I like it there, cuz I got love on the list
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High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked
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Walk up in the place and get love from the misses
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Pounds from my brothers, cuz they knowing that disses
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The place to be to let it all out
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But when the weekend come, the weekend come
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Y'all could come
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So go tell ya momma come and ya papa come
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Go to spin the record so we can get dumb
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Place packed, capacity maximum
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Due to my man Polo Promotion
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And I can't wait to go out and hear some
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Jumping music, swift D.J.'s
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Smoke machines and laser rays
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Look out weekend cuz, here I come
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Because weekends are word.. are worrrd
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Walk in the club at like 10 o' clock
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And the spot is hot, blowing up rooftops
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Its Thursday night and the night is young
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Four day weekend, time to have some fun
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D.J.'s scutter up, drop them joints
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Everybody's been waiting to dance and make noise
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B-Boys, let me see you break it down
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And ladies, let your hips move around
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Its the sound of the BEP family
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Got a poet named Life and a sister Kimy (worrrrd up)
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And the blood of Abraham (worrrrd up)
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So let's get ready for the jam
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Jumping music, swift D.J.'s
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Smoke machines and laser rays
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Look out weekend cuz, here I come
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Because weekends are word.. are worrrd
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It was a Thursday night and the party was bumpin'
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And the bass was thumpin' and people was jumpin'
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And taboo's at the front door comin'
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Taboo's at the front door comiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin
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And
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And (here he come now)
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And
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nah, nah, nah
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Yo, Mister Will.i.am (Mister Will.i.am)
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Win or win (Mister Will.i.am)
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Get our boogie on when the weekend COME
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Check the peapod, cuz the vibes is STRONG
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Salinas, Philippines, they come one by ONE
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All lined up, and they ready for FUN
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Short one's, tall one's, beautiful ONES
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B-boys, B-girls, ready to WHAT
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Breaking and shaking when we doing our ish
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J-Rock from the Beat Junkies ready to mix
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Cuz they cuttIng up the wax for everybody
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Come on over cuz were having a party
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We lighting up the sky with the burning STAR
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Throw your hands in the air, if you know who you ARE
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Cuz we jumpin' all around with the bird shaped bees
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And get less by the beat pharmacy, cuz they hitting you with
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Jumping music, swift D.J.'s
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Smoke machines and laser rays
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Look out weekend cuz, here I come
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Because weekends are word.. are worrrd
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....worrrrd up
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....worrrrd up
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Look out weekend cuz, here I come
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Because weekends are worrrd
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Weekend
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