Black Eyed Peas

Black Eyed Peas - That's The Joint songtekst

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Yeah

A chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom



That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again



I like the way the rhythm makes me jump and move

It gots the feelin' that makes me wanna do my do

Got me feelin' joy, turn my gray sky blue

And when you hear a cut, baby doll, I know you



Will feel it huh? Get up on the floor start movin' some

Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb

And they be actin' dumb from the cut that playin'

People break they neck from this demonstration

We about mass appeal, no segregation

Got Black to Asian and Caucasian sayin'



"That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again"



Let your body collide to the rhythm provided

By the mind state affairs classified

And make your heat up and flare, I swear

A serenade, a soul and so beware



And what's happenin' here, seek one to help you

Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind

Maybe in time you can stop this crime

But until then, yo I'm-a rock a rhyme sayin'



"That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again"



It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam

It's got groove, it's got feelin'

A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom



It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam

It's got groove, it's got meanin'

A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom



Got the state's appeal with the joint's that real

I don't need no steel to make my point

Get down and dirty 'cause that's my joint

Ha! We preferably make all points



Through a nation we build off the musical field

Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel

Any time or place, on stage in ya face

Over tea in Earth and outer space



Because we rock that shit, we flip that shit

Some east coast, west coast cosmic shit

Some north bound shit, some some south bound shit

Some overseas, London, out of town shit



Rockin' the joint, rockin' the jams

Turn that shit up, play it again 'cause

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again



It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam

It's got groove, it's got feelin'

A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom



It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam

It's got groove, it's got meanin'

A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom



Doom doom doom

Doom doom doom

That's the jam

A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom



That's the jam

That's the jam

That's the jam

A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom




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Taal: Engels

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