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There are 203 misheard song lyrics for Black Eyed Peas on amIright currently.
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But don't give into stress bra (oh, oh, oh).
But I won't give into it, bro (no, no, no).
I don't fear bullets from Jay-Z.
I don't fear bullets from Uzis.
I don't fear bullets from movies.
I don't fear bullets from Uzis.
"Boom Boom Pow [radio edit]"
I'm on that neck, now.
I'm on that next [s**t] now.
"Boom Boom Pow"
Got a Kit Kat boom boom boom
I like that Boom Boom Pow
"Boom Boom Pow"
Got a Kit Kat
Gotta get that
"Boom Boom Pow"
Got a kitty cat
Gotta get that
"Boom Boom Pow"
Gotta get back
Gotta get that
"Boom Boom Pow"
I got that boom boom pile
Them chicks be jacking my style
I like that Boom Boom Pow,
Them chicks be jocking my style
"Boom Boom Pow"
I got that boom boom pow
Them chickens draggin' my style
They tryin' to cut Jack Swagger
I'm on that makeshift now
I like that boom boom pow
Them chickens jackin' my style
They try to copy my swagger
I'm on that next s*** now
"Boom Boom Pow"
I got that boom boom pow
They tried to jiggle my cow
I like that Boom Boom Pow,
Them chicks be jocking my style
"Boom Boom Pow"
I like that Boom Boom Rap
I like that Boom Boom Pow
"Boom Boom Pow"
Pum pum pum
Boom boom boom
"Boom Boom Pow"
Who who who
Boom boom boom
Guns guns guns and roses
No no no no don't lie
No, no, no, no, baby
No, no, no, no, don't cry.
No, no, no, no, baby
No, no, no, no, don't lie.
What you gonna do when your pom pom's out?
What you gonna do when it all comes out?
What you gonna do with your Pom poms down?
If I'm ever seeing you, put your Pom poms down
What you gonna do when it all comes out?
When I really see you and what you're all about
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
'Cause you know you got to be a strenuous baby
'Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
'Cuz you know you got me in Australia, baby.
'Cuz you know you got me by a string, baby.
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
'cause you know you got me ice cream, baby
'cause you know you got me by a string, baby
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
Don't f*** with my heart.
Don't phunk with my heart.
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a scurry, baby.
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby.
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
Don't you worry bout a thing, baby
'Cuz don't you know I'm Australian, baby?
Don't you worry bout a thing, baby
'Cuz you know you got me by a string, baby.
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
I play Barbie, you play with me.
I play Bobby, you play Whitney.
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
I wonder if I take you home
Will you still be ill in the bedroom?
I wonder if I take you home
Will you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)?
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
I wonder if I take you home
Will you still be in love with me (in love with me)?
I wonder if I take you home
Will you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)?
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
I wonder if I take you home
Would you sell me on eBay
On eBay.
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby
In love, baby.
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
I wonder if I take you home
Would you tell me you love me, babe? You love me, babe?
I wonder if I take you home
Will you still be in love, baby? In love, baby?
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
I'll play Barbie and you'll play with me.
I'll play Bobby and you'll play Whitney.
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
No no no no, don't jump with my heart
No no no no, don't phunk with my heart
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
No no no no
Don't f*** with my heart.
No no no no
Don't phunk with my heart.
[Ed.'s note: The edited version of this song is called "Don't Mess With My Heart", so maybe it was BEP's intention to say the offending misheard lyric.]
"Don't Phunk With My Heart" (MP3)
No, no, no, no, don't f*** with my heart.
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart.
"Don't Phunk with My Heart" (MP3)
'cause you know you got me bustin', baby
'cause you know you got me by a string, baby
"Don't Phunk with My Heart" (MP3)
'cause you know you got me by a string bean
'cause you know you got me by a string, baby
"Don't Phunk with My Heart" (MP3)
Oh no no no, go f*** with my heart
Oh no no no, don't phunk with my heart
"Don't Stop the Party"
Don't stop the farting
Don't stop the party
"Don't Stop the Party"
Don't stop the potty
Don't stop the party
The B.E.Peas, we keep you rockin on the aunts.
The B.E.Peas, we keep you rockin on the dance.
You know the music made you jump on France.
You know the music make you jump and prance.
You know the music make me jump on bras.
You know the music make you jump and prance.
You know the music make me jump pom-poms.
You know the music make you jump and prance.
You know the music makes me jump on prawns.
You know the music makes me jump and prance.
You know the music makes you jump on France.
You know the music make you jump and prance.
You wanted those baloons made of gold pie
You're one of those baloons made to go pop
"Got Me Spinnin'"
She got me spinach.
She's got me spinnin'.
Cooty, cooty
Cutie, cutie
Hey mama
It's the feet to make you go
Mama feet on the floor.
Hey mama
It's the beat to make you groove
Mama, get on the floor.
Hey, mama
Fish got beat that make you groove, mama.
Hey, mama
This that s*** that make you groove, mama.
I don't discriminate, I please chicks
Asian, Caucasian, Black, I squeeze t**s.
or
Don't need to carry 9mm clips
Don't want to squeeze triggers just want to squeeze t**s.
We need to carry 9mm clips
Don't want to squeeze triggers, just want to squeeze t**s.
She be (Thirty)
Of the coo (B.E.T.)
She be (Fergie)
Of the crew (B.E.P.)
She be (fourteen)
From the coo (B.E.P.)
She be (Fergie)
Of the crew (B.E.P.)
We the blast masters blastin' your pajamas!
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma!
Yo mamma, these beets to make her go kaka
Get on the pot to go kaka
Get them out the booty now mama.
Hey mamma, this that beat to make you go mamma
Get on floor to go, mamma
And move your booty mamma.
"I Gotta Feeling"
Call out a spaceship
Like oh my God
Go out and smash it
Like oh my God
"I Gotta Feeling"
Fill up my car
Mozoltov
Fill up my cup
Mozoltov
"I Gotta Feeling"
I can't feel it
I gotta feeling
"I Gotta Feeling"
I got a CD
I Gotta Feeling
"I Gotta Feeling"
I got my money let's spit it up.
I got my money let's spend it up.
"I Gotta Feeling"
I gotta be there
I gotta feeling
"I Gotta Feeling"
Iconic feeling
I gotta feeling
"I Gotta Feeling"
Miles apart
Mazel Tov
"Imma Be"
I'm a bee
Imma be
"Imma Be"
Lickin' on flyin' sh*t
Imma Be the flyin' sh*t
Lookin' all fly and shit
Imma Be the flyest chick
Pass the joint it's the jam
smoke it up and do it again
That's the joint that's the jam
turn it and play it again
Pass the joint, pass the jam
Burn that sh*t up, play it again
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that sh*t up, play it again
Pass the joint, pass the jam
Burn that s*** up, play it again.
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that s*** up, play it again.
"Just Can't Get Enough"
Semen demon
Dreamin', dreamin'
"Just Can't Get Enough"
Sweat shop
Switch Up
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Anne Boleyn Boleyn, Anne Boleyn Boleyn
Anne Boleyn Boleyn, Anne Boleyn Boleyn, Anne...
And runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin'
And runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and...
Anne Boleyn was the second wife of King Henry VIII of England.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Anne Boleyn, Anne Boleyn
And runnin' runnin'
I am sick of hearing these words...
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Get stoned!
Get stupid!
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Get stutted, get stupid.
Get started, get stupid.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Let's get a spider in here.
Let's get it started in here.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Let's get cuckoo! Frylock get cuckoo!
Let's get cuckoo! Why not get cuckoo?
Frylock is a character on the cult hit TV show, 'Aqua Teen Hunger Force'.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Let's get ill, that's the dill
Let's get ill, that's the deal
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Let's get it started somewhere!
Let's get it started in here.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Let's get pregnant
Let's get ig'nant.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Let's get retarded in here.
Let's get it started in here.
This is actually not a mishearing; one is the dirty version and the other is the clean version. It could be possible that the person did mishear it this way, however.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Let's get retarded!
Let's get it started!
Actually, "let's get it started" is the clean version. However, it is possible that the person who submitted this one misheard the clean lyric the wrong way.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Let's go poo-poo.
Let's get cuckoo.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Lose control
Of bladder and soul.
Lose control
Of body and soul.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Lose your mind, like sista time.
Lose your mind, this is the time.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Lose your mom, she's in a thong.
Lose your mind, this is the time.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Master Lil, Master Dill
Alligator, we'll bring the bug Tod Phil (just)
Lose your mind with sister Tommy
Test this drill, 'cause Topanga's fine (just)
Bob your head like E. Apple Dee
Up inside your club or in your Belly
Let's get ill, that's the deal
At the gate, we'll bring the bud top drill (just)
Lose your mind this is the time
Y'all test this drill, just and bang your spine (just)
Bob your head like me APL de
Up inside your club or in your Bentley
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
So when I bust morale, you break your necks
So when I bust my rhyme, you break your necks
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Y'all here a body
Two pieces to it.
Y'all here a body
The Peas will do it.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
Y'all test this drill
Just and bang your spine.
Y'all guests here still
Just to bang your spine.
This incorrect hearing is actually on many lyrics sites.
"Let's Get It Started" (MP3)
You'll want my body
People will walk you to s***.
Don't worry 'bout it
People will walk you through it.
"Let's Get Retarded" (MP3)
Come on then now don't correct it
Let's get pregnant, let's get hectic.
Come then now do not correct it
Let's get ignant [ignorant], let's get hectic.
"Let's Get Retarded" (MP3)
Let's get forgotten in here
Let's get retarded in here
"Let's Get Retarded" (MP3)
Let's get parted.
Let's get retarded.
"Let's Get Retarded" (MP3)
Let's get recorded in here.
Let's get retarded in here.
Guess I was trying to assume they wouldn't use the word 'retarded' in such a frivilous manner. And after all, they definitely did get recorded, for better or worse.
"Let's Get Retarded" (MP3)
Let's get redundant in here
Let's get retarded in here
"Let's Get Retarded" (MP3)
Let's get restarted in here
Let's get retarded in here
"Let's Get Retarded" (MP3)
Let's get retarded and hot.
Let's get retarded, ha!
"Let's Get Retarded" (MP3)
Let's get rhetoric.
Let's get retarded.
"Let's Get Retarded" (MP3)
Lose control about your soul.
Lose control Of body and soul.
"Let's Get Retarted" (MP3)
R-e-t-r-d-d
R-e-t-a-r-d-e-d
"Meet Me Halfway"
I can't go any further, dentist!
I can't go any further than this.
"Meet Me Halfway"
Sell the seven seas
Sail the seven seas
Cream pie me all at Ozzy's
Dolce and and Nirvana
Fendi and Madonna
They buy me all these ice-ys
Dolce & Gabbana
Fendi and then Donna
Dolce & Gabbana
Britney and Madonna
Dolce & Gabbana
Fendi and then Donna
Dolce and Gabanna,
Fendi and Nadonna
Dolci and Gabbana,
Fendi and then Donna
Dontchee and Gabbonna
Fergie and Madonna
Dolce & Gabbana
Fendi and then Donna
Friendly and Madonna, Karen, baby Sharon
All their money got me wearing a fly
Girlfriend I ain't asking
Fendi and then Donna, Karan they be sharin'
All their money got me wearing fly gear
But I ain't askin'
Gucci and Nirvana
Carrie and Madonna
Dolci and Gabbana
Fendi and then Donna
I do it on the daisy
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all these icies.
I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all these ices.
I drive my mother crazy.
I drive these brothers crazy.
I drive these ****ers crazy
I do it by the daily.
I drive these brothers crazy
I do it on the daily.
I drive these f***ers crazy.
I drive these brothers crazy.
I drive these f***ers crazy
I slept with Carson Daly.
I drive these brothas crazy
I do it on the daily.
I drive these scrubbers crazy.
I drive these brothers crazy.
I drive these suckers crazy.
I drive these brothers crazy.
I met a girl down at Nabisco.
I met a girl down at the disco.
I met a girl down at Tabasco
I met a girl down at the disco
I met a girl down at the Texaco.
I met a girl down at the disco.
I'm-a make, make, make, make you squirt
Make you squirt, squirt, make you squirt.
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.
I'ma get, get, get, get you trump
Get you love, trump off my hump.
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you love, drunk off my hump.
Mix your milk with my Cocoa Puff
Milky, milky rice.
Mix your milk with my Cocoa Puff
Milky milky riiiiight.
Wouldn't milky rice be rice pudding?
My heart, my heart, my heart
My humps, my humps, my humps
My hope, my hope, my hope
My humps, my humps, my humps
My lovely ladle lumps
My lovely little lumps
My sexy lady lumps
My lovely lady lumps
My stuff, my stuff, my stuff
My humps, my humps, my humps
Rooms to Go spoofed this song as "My Stuff".
She's got me selling
She's got me spending
She's got me spanking.
She's got me spendin'.
She's got me spinnin'.
She's got me spendin'.
She's got me spinning
She's got me spending
They buy me all these ices
Dolchy & Gabanna
Fenny and Madonna.
They buy me all these ice-ys
Dolce and Gabbana
Fendi and then Donna.
Whatcha gonna do with all that ass, all that ass in silent dreams?
or
Whatcha gonna do with all that ass, all that ass in silent jeans?
Whatcha gon' do with all that ass, all that ass inside them jeans?
You hate my man, boy
You ain't my man, boy
You'll date my man, boy
You ain't my man, boy
B-l-a-c-k -e -y-e-d-peas to the e
Then the attic to the a**.
B-l-a-c-k -e -y-e-d-p to the e
Then the a to the s.
BET, we're wrapping it
BEP, we're rapping it
Bucket (ladder!)
Pump it (louder!)
Corn-beef -- hideaway!!
Pump it louder.
I know it sounds stupid, but listen to the song at that point, with "corned beef - hideaway!" In your mind, you'll hear it - I promise.
F*** the power.
Pump it louder.
Just confess, yeah girl, that meth and weed is s***
Just confess, your girl admits that we the s***
Like Venn diagrams
Live and direct
Puppy (ladder!)
Pump it (louder!)
Turn up the radio
That's a stereo
Ryan
Turn up the radio
Blast the stereo
Right now
"Rock That Body"
I wanna wash my hands
or
I wanna wash your hands
I wanna rock right now
"Rock That Body"
i wanna rock like men
I wanna rock right now
"Secrets (Dexter's Lab)"
I got a secret formula
It's a little bit'a 'ah' and a little bit'a 'uh'.
I got a secret formula
It's a little bit'a high and a little bit'a low.
Member Will.I.Am performs the lead vocals on this one, which is why so many people misattribute it to him.
And I'm cursed, gonna be your lady
Think I'm goin' cursed.
And I'm crazy, for tryin' to be your lady
I think I'm goin' crazy.
And we try to make it work
But it still ends up the worst.
And we try to make it work
But it still isn't the worst.
But then something got out of hand
You start yellin when I'm with my friends
Even though I had legitimate reasons (bull shit)
You know I have to make them evidence (bull shit)
How could you trust our private lives girl
That's why you don't believe my lies
And quit this lecture.
But then something got out of hand
You start yellin when I'm with my friends
Even though I had legitimate reasons (bull shit)
You know I have to make them dividends (bull shit)
How could you diss our private lives girl
That's why you don't believe my lies
And quick deception.
But then something got out of hand
You start yellin' while I was with friends
Even though I had legitimate reasons (ooh s***)
You know I gotta make them debit ends (ooh s***)
How could you trust your private eyes, Girl
That's why you don't believe my lies
And quick to say...
But then something got out of hand
You start yellin' when I'm with my friends
Even though I had legitimate reasons (bull s***)
You know I have to make them dividends (bull s***)
How could you diss our private lives, Girl
That's why you don't believe my lies
And quick deception.
But we are still losin' control
And were tryin' to make it work
But I don't think it's goin' to work.
But we're still losin' control
And we're trying to make it work
But it still ends up the worst.
I love you, Cady
I love you, Cady
I wove kew you smelllike grossness.
I love you, baby
I love you, baby
I love you, you smell like rosees.
I think I'm goin' words now
I think I'm goin' crazy
Pass the joint, it's the jam
Smoke it up and do it again.
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn it and play it again.
Shudder, just shudder, shudder.
Shut up, just shut up, shut up.
Stop your talkin baby
Or I start stalkin', baby.
or
Stop your talkin' baby
Stephen Hawking baby.
Stop your talkin' baby
Or I start walkin', baby,
Why does he know she gotta move so fast?
Why does emotion gotta move so fast?
Why does the arrow gotta move so fast?
Why does he know she gotta move so fast?
You wanted those balloons made of gold pie.
You're one of those balloons made to go pop.
I f*** up ya' flat till your girlfriend bleed.
I funk up ya' flat till your girlfriend beef.
I don't hear that word any other time they say funk/funky in the song....
"The Boogie That Be" (MP3)
Poop it, hottie.
Pump it, hottie.
"The Time (Dirty Bit)" (MP3)
And I swear this is you
And I yodel it to you
And I swear this is true
And I owe it all to you
"The Time (Dirty Bit)" (MP3)
Dirty bitch
Dirty bit
"The Time (Dirty Bit)" (MP3)
Go to bed
Dirty bit
"The Time (Dirty Bit)" (MP3)
Goody bag
Dirty bit
"The Time (Dirty Bit)" (MP3)
I've had the time of my nights
I've had the time of my life
"The Time (Dirty Bit)" (MP3)
Shirley Feeney
Dirty bit
"The Time (Dirty Bit)" (MP3)
Thirty bit
or
Dirty bitch
Dirty bit
"The Time (Dirty Bit)" (MP3)
Yeah, it's hot and her
The temper sure
It's got these ladies getting freakier
Yeah, it's hot in here
The temperature
It's got these ladies getting freakier
Big machines and razor blades
Smoke machines and laser rays
Fake machines and roller blades
Smoke machines and laser rays
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
And some guy is on above.
Send some guidance from above.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
As I'm getten solder
As I'm getting colder
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
Farmer, farmer, farmer help us.
Father, Father, Father help us.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
Father, father, father harp us.
Father, Father, Father, help us.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
For the, for the, for the helpless
Father, father, father help us.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
Gotta find a father helper.
Father, father, father help us.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
Look up above.
Where is the love?
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
Most of us, holy cow, 'bout money makin'.
Most of us only care about money makin'.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
Negative images is the main criteria.
Infecting young minds faster than bacteria.
Actually, both lines appear in the song; it's possible that the person who submitted this may have heard one line as the other, hence the submission.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
People hilling, people killing.
People killing, people dying.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
People hilling, people killing.
People killing, people dying.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt, livin' and cryin'
People killing, people dying.
Children hurt, you hear them crying.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and women cryin'.
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
Some guy is on above.
Send some guidance from above.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
That a** is what you demonstrate
And that's exactly how angleworks operate.
Madness is what you demonstrate
And that's exactly how anger works and operates.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
We don't care if people dyin'.
People killin', people dyin'.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
We don't care if people dyin'
Children hurting and they're cryin'.
People killin', people dying
Children hurt and you hear them crying.
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
What happenened to the fairness and equality?
What ever happened to the fairness in equality?
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
Whatever happened to the furnace and the quality?
Whatever happened to the fairness and equality?
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
Where is my glove?
Where is the love?
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
Where is the glove?
Where is the love?
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
Where is the loo?
Where is the love?
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
Where is the love
That lasts the night?
Where is the love
The love, the love?
"Where Is The Love?" (MP3)
You're bound to get eye-raped.
You're bound to get irate.
"Where Is the Love?" (MP3)
In fact this is what you demonstrate
Madness is what you demonstrate
"Where Is the Love" (MP3)
Father Father Father Lovasik
Seems to dye us from above.
Father Father Father help us
Send us some guidance from above.
Father Lovasik was a Slovakian priest from long ago.