Mash Out - will.i.am, MC Lyte, Fergie

This is how we roll, when we mash out

There’s no time for tantrum

(This dance is on and on and on and)

(Dance is on and on and on and)

Yeah, I, am, that fly girl

Can’t deny girl, nothin I won’t try one type of girl

Well maybe not coke, cause I’m dope already

Lyrics sharp like dart and cut like machetes

And I’m rockin the shit steady

Like no doubt, the show’s sold out

They know how I rolled in when I rolled out

Black Eyed Pea, L-Y-T

Slide through them bars, leave the track greasy

It’s easy, I flow through the beat breezy

Hate, they used to tease me, now they wanna be me

Lyte’s in the building, of course I’m back

Get that booty stuck like a cul-de-sac

I’m the all knowing like the almanac

And though your boy keep callin, I ain’t callin him back

Uh-uh

This is how we roll, when we mash out

There’s no time for tantrum

Only time of dancin, it’s the party anthem

I call Lyte so we could mash out

I swooped her up and then we mashed out

We stepped in the club to turn the party out

I took some flicks and poked my ass out

This is how we roll, when we mash out

There’s no time for tantrum

(This dance is on and on and on and)

(Dance is on and on and on and)

Fergie Ferg from the burbs, keepin shit flyer than birds

Concierge, valet, pulls my ride up to the curb

I step in the door, I said it, so listen

Me and MC Lyte takin you out on a mission

Like a space shuttle, me and my girls huddle

Get back to the crib, bathtubs filled with bubble

Champagne, caviar, for Hollywood rock stars

Back on the road, them mess with full bar

F-E-R, to the, G

Fergie Ferg rock hard most definitely

On the M-I, C with L-Y-T

I call Lyte so we could mash out

I swooped her up and then we mashed out

We stepped in the club to turn the party out

I took some flicks and poked my ass out

This is how we roll, when we mash out

There’s no time for tantrum

Only time of dancin', it’s the party anthem

Hold it now, hold it now, (what what?) hold it now

Hold it now, hold it now, (oh what?) hold it now

Hold it now, hold it now, (what what?) hold it now

Hold it now, hold it now, (oh what?) word

To all the cool chickens, center stage on the mic

We puttin it on wax, it’s the NEEEEEW STYLE!

Four and three and two and one

And when I’m on the mic, the honies come

I shoot the shit without a gun

The rhymes I rock are more than Action

Nothin but that, that satisfaction

Action-packed like Action Jackson

Stand back cat, here come that blastin

Blastin from no other than will.I.am

This is how we roll, when we mash out

There’s no time for tantrum

(This dance is on and on and on and)

(Dance is on and on and on and)