Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
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will.i.am
Canto
Michael Fratantuno
Michael Fratantuno
Bajo
George Pajon Jr.
George Pajon Jr.
Guitarra
Taboo
Taboo
Canto
apl.de.ap
apl.de.ap
Canto
Terry Dexter
Terry Dexter
Voces de fondo
Noelle Scaggs
Noelle Scaggs
Voces de fondo
Elizabeth Ann Lea
Elizabeth Ann Lea
Trombón
Dante Santiago
Dante Santiago
Voces de fondo
Taboo
Taboo
Canto
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Allan Pineda
Allan Pineda
Autoría
Michael Fratantuno
Michael Fratantuno
Autoría
George Pajon Jr.
George Pajon Jr.
Autoría
William Adams
William Adams
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
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will.i.am
Producción
Christine Sirois
Christine Sirois
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Dylan "3D" Dresdow
Dylan "3D" Dresdow
Ingeniería
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Masterización
Tony Maserati
Tony Maserati
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

[Intro]
Yeah, that's funky, funky
Yeah, that's funky, funky
Yeah, that's funky, funky
[Chorus]
If it smells like funk, it must be us
The funk, funk full, foul, stinky and stanky stuff
If it smells like funk, it must be us
The funk, funk full, foul, stinky and stanky stuff
If it smells like funk, it must be us
The funk, funk full, foul, stinky and stanky stuff
If it smells like funk, it must be us
'Cause nobody's funky as us 'cause we keep it stinky
We keep it stinky
We keep it stinky
We keep it stinky, stinky, stinky, stinky
[Verse 1]
The funk phenomenon
We funk you on and on
There's no need to hold your nose
'Cause this funk stink like a rose
Big booty funk, toe jam funk, underarm funk
Like you headlockin' a skunk
Reekin' like diseased athlete's feet
The stench didn't come till after this beat
Smellin' like drawers, no reason, no cause
Put your hand up on the speakers, get smelly ass paws
You know we was comin' before we entered the door
'Cause you could smell the rhyme when we was walking down the hall
We bring the funk worse then a wet dog
Stinkin' like fat ladies shittin' out logs
We drop enough shit to keep them toilets clogged
To keep the people jumpin' like them bullfrogs
The first one who smelt it ain't the one who dealt it
Black Eyed Peas keep the scent blind like Delta
Funky like onions you fryin'
Girl, you ain't lyin'
[Chorus]
If it smells like funk, it must be us
The funk, funk full, foul, stinky and stanky stuff
If it smells like funk, it must be us
The funk, funk full, foul, stinky and stanky stuff
If it smells like funk, it must be us
The funk, funk full, foul, stinky and stanky stuff
If it smells like funk, it must be us
'Cause nobody's funky as us 'cause we keep it stinky
We keep it stinky
We keep it stinky
We keep it stinky, stinky, stinky, stinky
[Verse 2]
Y'all, you funkin' with the funk family
The non-fabricated factual faculty
We formulatin' up in a factory
Focusin' on the energy of fluid flow free
We flawless, everything is for free
We flourish and we flaunt our flavor freshly
Can you believe we flip them frequencies
And freak MCs, they leave all frantically
But our intent is all to be friendly, but
They fightin' when we start the freestylin' frenzy
I funk up your flat till your girlfriend beef
Fillin' all anatomy, bringin' me flattery
She'll be diggin' these rhymes, phat ease beats
Like cellulite lyrics, all flabby
We bring the funk to your festivities
If you think something stank, then it must be the Peas
[Chorus]
If it smells like funk, it must be us
The funk, funk full, foul, stinky and stanky stuff
If it smells like funk, it must be us
The funk, funk full, foul, stinky and stanky stuff
If it smells like funk, it must be us
The funk, funk full, foul, stinky and stanky stuff
If it smells like funk, it must be us
'Cause nobody's funky as us 'cause we keep it stinky
[Verse 3]
Cellulite, overweight stankin' MCs
Stench smells so strong, it's insanitary
'Cause you can sense me a mile away, so janky
With the jungle funk sound from Serengeti
Meaty, fat, nasty like Miss Fat Booty's tights
Gettin' dirty like mudfights and dirtbikes
Turning these draws black, they used to be white
And we shittin' on these tracks that you gonna need to wipe
The odor's so contagious that it shows up in your dream
Man, you could pick me out like food in between
Your two front teeth 'cause you be lackin' the streets
We got beefy ass beats that be bumpin' in the streets
We salty, not sweet, like stank boxing feet
Sour underarm funk you ain't washed in a week
And, man, we be reekin' every day and weekend
We could all bounce to the funk and the season
[Bridge]
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Yeah, that's funky
Yeah, that's funky
[Chorus]
If you smellin' somethin' funky
Then you know it got to be nobody
Other than Apl, Will, and Taboo
'Cause if you know that if it smells like funk, then it must be us
If you smellin' fat funk, then it must be us
If you smellin' somethin' funky
Then you know it got to be nobody
Other than Apl, Will, and Taboo
'Cause you know that if it smells like funk, then it must be us
If you smellin' elephants, then it must be us
[Outro]
If you smellin' somethin' funky
Then you know it got to be nobody
Other than Apl, Will and Taboo
'Cause you know that if it smells like funk, then it must be us
If you smellin' elephant shit, it must be us
Written by: Allan Pineda, Fratantuno Michael J III, George Pajon Jr., Michael Fratantuno, William Adams
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