Hands Up

Check it out, check it out, check it out

Check it out, out, out, check it out

Check it out, check it out, check it out

Check it out, out, out

Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk

Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit

Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up

Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up

We gon' make you move, we gon' make you hot (Hot)

Elbows above your head because we holding up the spot (Hit 'em up)

We gon' get it goin' even if y'all don't be knowing (Y'all don't be knowing)

'Cause this shit that we throwing get you going (Go retarded)

Started up, bangin' like this got me chartin' up

Didn't mean to bump ya, pardon us

Diggin' this cut 'cause we sharpened up

You dumbing it down, we smarten it up

We penetrate even though your guard was up

Get down to the beat 'cause we fallin' up

Electric 'cause we like charging up

We the B-E Peas, uh

Rhythmic sonic pleaser

Hit ya, hot like fever

Boiling two hundred degrees, ah

You're burning up

Heats getting low, let me turn it up

Let me fuck up your ear 'til my sperm is up

In your brain, and the baby Will.I.Am's be saying

Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk

Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit

Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up

Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up

Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk

Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit

Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up

Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up

Tabamatic, full manual flows deeper than Atlantic O's

Apl De Ap got ridiculous flows

Catchin' rhythm, makin' them grow

Mathematic Apl will go

Up in the scene we original

You know what I mean, B-E-P mineral

Stormin' strong for the several

Baracade laid for you terribles

Ho, I'm the chief Phillipino

Letting you know we about to blow

Will.I.Am, Ap and Tab double O

Set 'em up, shut 'em down, get 'em up

Time for us to raise it up

Never going down, always heading up

Raise your hands 'cause we blaze it up

Anybody here who waited long

To you I dedicate this song

Ain't nothing wrong, gotta make it right

Straight to the point, this is the new joint

And you know this is the jam y'all

Come on down and dance y'all

Have a ball y'all, throw your hands up

Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk

Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit

Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up

Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up

Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk

Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit

Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up

Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up

Black Eyed Peas will announce

Some things that you can't avoid

You need to b-b-b-bounce to this

B-b-b-b-b-bounce to our joint

We come with more than a ounce

More like a tonne full of noise

So b-b-b-b-bounce to this

B-b-b-b-b-b-bounce to our joint

We came to get ya, get ya

Bouncin' so get ya, get ya

Ass up we got ya, got ya

Movin', let's make it hotter

Hotter than molten lava

Bubblin' like boilin' water

Aahh, get 'em up

Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk

Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit

Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up

Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up

Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk

Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit

Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up

Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up

Hands up, get ya hands up

Get ya hands in the air like it's a stick-up

Hands up, get ya hands up

The reason why they up 'cause we rip shit up

We the riggy-riggy-riggy-riggy-riggy-riggy-rah

The higgy-higgy-higgy-higgy-higgy-higgy-hah

The riggy-riggy-riggy-riggy-riggy-riggy rah

The riggy-riggy, riggy, riggy-riggy, riggy

Riggy-riggy, riggy, ri-ri-riggy, ri-ri-riggy

Riggy-riggy, ri-ri-ri-riggy