Clap Your Hands
Black Eyed Peas Lyrics


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Yeah, yeah
Check it out, y'all
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah

Tell me why all these bumaclutz try to clown me
I tell 'em move away, me need some privacy
Don't you know I am the man that come up positivity
Never negativity 'cause we create then do-re-mi
My name is Will.I.Am from B.E.P
Black Eyed Peas, numero uno, we be jammin' like Marty
If I'm technical with my rhymes, let me know now
I shake it all around, niggas know how we be throwin' down
Too much looky, who be ditchin' y'all like hooky
Honey's wanna get up on me like suki-suki
They call me on my celly talkin' bout mushi-mushi
They pullin' on my body, feelin' on my tushi-tushi

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
And don't you know, I need some privacy
Excuse me young girl, me need some privacy

Cause the Black Eyed Peas is coming woofin' mighty-mighty flow
I'm deliverin' the rhymes because my mama told me so
I'm a do what my mama say and rock dollar y'all
Mama say, mama sah, mama-makusta
Too much looky, and we the last cookie
We're pastry, dippin' like, umm umm, le Criste
Lickin' on your finger and you lickin' your hand
That good, finish that man
Make sure (sure...) make sure

[Chorus:]
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
Clap your hands now

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
And you know, I need some privacy
Go play somewhere else, me need some privacy

We open up, bottle killin', the business, showbiz
We be passin' the Peas, purposely and positive
Wonder if is, where does it last, say here it is
Should be all up in your ear, with a test and a quiz
See ya dance, say damn, now what it is?
Want to in sync with all the Peabody kids
You be nodding your head back and forth like this
They be feelin' my move, then your mind is in bliss
So put your hands together now we ready to bounce
Got the whole world waiting for this, to be announced
Know you just got satisfaction by the ounce
You can either jump up and boogie or just lounge

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
I thought I said need some privacy
Go play somewhere else, me need some privacy

Recite more poetic, a tactic from the attic
Apl de Ap, gets critical and droppin' shit
Like a dimensional picture
You architect, so I free you to get the scripture
But when it hit ya, I got you turning like elixir
Back a glass of cognac, we divide the mixture
I'm about to fix you up, with a new texture
More information better down like a letter
And in the sector

[Chorus]

Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap our hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap our hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Just clap our hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
You know I need some privacy
Go play somewhere else, me need some privacy

So put your hands together now we ready to bounce
Got the whole world waiting for this, to be announced
Know you just got satisfaction by the ounce
You can either jump up and boogie or just lounge

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
You gotta give me privacy

[Chorus]

It's too much looky-looky-looky
Too much watchy-watchy-wah
They looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah

Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
Clap your hands now, people clap your hands




Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
Clap your hands now

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Black Eyed Peas' song "Clap Your Hands" speak to the idea of privacy and personal space. The repeated lyrics of "Too much looky-looky-looky, too much watchy-watchy-wah" allude to the feeling of being constantly watched or observed, particularly in a public setting. The following lyrics describe the frustration of people trying to invade one's personal space, and requesting the privacy that everyone deserves. The chorus invites the listener to clap their hands and stomp their feet, encouraging a release of pent-up frustration through movement and sound.


The song also showcases Black Eyed Peas' signature style of blending multiple musical genres together. With elements of hip-hop, pop, and electronic music, "Clap Your Hands" exemplifies the group's ability to experiment and create unique sounds. The incorporation of various vocal styles and beats throughout the song create a dynamic experience for the listener.


Overall, "Clap Your Hands" presents a message about respect for personal space while also promoting a fun and energetic atmosphere through music and movement.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, yeah
An enthusiastic start to the song.


Check it out, y'all
Directing the listeners to pay attention.


Just clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Asking the listeners to clap their hands, encouraging participation.


Clap your hands y'all, c'mon, c'mon
Repeating the request for listeners to clap their hands.


It's too much looky-looky-looky
People staring too much.


Too much watchy-watchy-wah
People watching too much.


They looky-looky-looky
People are staring a lot.


And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
People are watching a lot.


Tell me why all these bumaclutz try to clown me
Asking why people are trying to make fun of the singer.


I tell 'em move away, me need some privacy
Asking people to give the singer some space.


Don't you know I am the man that come up positivity
Asserting the singer's positive attitude.


Never negativity 'cause we create then do-re-mi
Stating that the group creates positive music.


My name is Will.I.Am from B.E.P
Introducing the singer.


Black Eyed Peas, numero uno, we be jammin' like Marty
Boasting about their success as a group.


If I'm technical with my rhymes, let me know now
Asking for feedback about the technical aspects of the lyrics.


I shake it all around, niggas know how we be throwin' down
Describing the group's energetic performances.


Too much looky, who be ditchin' y'all like hooky
Complaining about people staring.


Honey's wanna get up on me like suki-suki
Referring to women who are interested in the singer.


They call me on my celly talkin' bout mushi-mushi
Describing people calling the singer's phone.


They pullin' on my body, feelin' on my tushi-tushi
Complaining about people touching the singer.


And don't you know, I need some privacy
Reiterating the need for personal space.


Excuse me young girl, me need some privacy
Asking politely for someone to give the singer space.


Cause the Black Eyed Peas is coming woofin' mighty-mighty flow
Announcing the group's arrival with confidence.


I'm deliverin' the rhymes because my mama told me so
Referencing the singer's upbringing and musical education.


I'm a do what my mama say and rock dollar y'all
Expressing devotion to the singer's mother and his passion for music.


Mama say, mama sah, mama-makusta
Singing a playful phrase that has no specific meaning.


Too much looky, and we the last cookie
Continuing to complain about people staring.


We're pastry, dippin' like, umm umm, le Criste
Using pastry and dessert metaphors that suggest the group is fresh and flavorful.


Lickin' on your finger and you lickin' your hand
Describing the enjoyment of the listener.


That good, finish that man
Encouraging the listener to enjoy the music even more.


Make sure (sure...) make sure
Repeating the request for listeners to clap their hands.


[Chorus:]
Transitioning into the chorus of the song.


Clap your hands now, people stomp your feet
Directing listeners to join in the rhythm of the song.


Clap your hands now, people clap your hands
Repeating the request for listeners to clap their hands.


Clap your hands now
Reiterating the chorus of the song.


And you know, I need some privacy
Reminding listeners of the singer's need for personal space.


Go play somewhere else, me need some privacy
Asking listeners to give the singer space.


We open up, bottle killin', the business, showbiz
Describing the group's success and fame.


We be passin' the Peas, purposely and positive
Referencing the group's nickname and their positive music.


Wonder if is, where does it last, say here it is
Asking rhetorical questions and providing an answer.


Should be all up in your ear, with a test and a quiz
Suggesting that the group's music should be listened to closely, perhaps even studied.


See ya dance, say damn, now what it is?
Observing the reaction of the listener.


Want to in sync with all the Peabody kids
Encouraging listeners to dance along.


You be nodding your head back and forth like this
Showing the listener how to move to the rhythm of the song.


They be feelin' my move, then your mind is in bliss
Describing the power of music to evoke happiness and positive emotions.


So put your hands together now we ready to bounce
Encouraging listeners to participate in the song's rhythm.


Got the whole world waiting for this, to be announced
Referencing the group's international fame.


Know you just got satisfaction by the ounce
Acknowledging the listener's enjoyment of the music.


You can either jump up and boogie or just lounge
Giving listeners options for how to engage with the song.


I thought I said need some privacy
Reminding listeners again of the singer's need for personal space.


Recite more poetic, a tactic from the attic
Suggesting a poetic approach to the lyrics.


Apl de Ap, gets critical and droppin' shit
Introducing a group member and referencing his lyrical style.


Like a dimensional picture, you architect, so I free you to get the scripture
Using metaphors and poetic expressions to describe the group's music.


But when it hit ya, I got you turning like elixir
Describing the transformative effect the group's music can have on listeners.


Back a glass of cognac, we divide the mixture
Referencing alcohol and the metaphorical mixing of different creative elements.


I'm about to fix you up, with a new texture
Describing the group's innovative approach to music-making.


More information better down like a letter
Asserting that the group's lyrics convey important messages.


And in the sector
Concluding the song's lyrics.




Lyrics ยฉ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ARTHUR LANON NEVILLE, GEORGE JOSEPH JR PORTER, JOSEPH JR MODELISTE, LEO NOCENTELLI

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LYRICS:

Clap your hands, move your feet
Two steps back to the beat
Clap your hands, move your feet
Two steps back to the beat
Clap your hands, move your feet
Two steps back to the beat
Clap your hands, move your feet
Two steps back to the beat

Everybody, let's move to the beat
We can dance now, bass-line under our feet
Everybody, dancing all along
Time to party, sing our happy song

We are juniors, we are young
One, two, three, so long
And we're being to the beat
Everyone get on your feet
We're the future superstars
That is who we are
Clap your hands now on the floor
Clap your hands, one, two, three, four
Girls and boys and everyone
Happy song, so fun
And we're being to the beat
Don't forget your ABC's
We're the future superstars
That is who we are
Clap your hands now on the floor
Clap your hands, one, two, three, four

Everybody, let's move to the beat
We can dance now, bass-line under our feet
Everybody, dancing all along
Time to party, sing our happy song

We are juniors, we are young
One, two, three, so long
And we're being to the beat
Everyone get on your feet
We're the future superstars
That is who we are
Clap your hands now on the floor
Clap your hands, one, two, three, four
Girls and boys and everyone
Happy song, so fun
And we're being to the beat
Don't forget your ABC's
We're the future superstars
That is who we are
Clap your hands now on the floor
Clap your hands, one, two, three, four

Clap your hands, move your feet
Two steps back, to the beat
Clap your hands, move your feet
Two steps back, to the beat
Clap your hands, move your feet
Two steps back, to the beat
Clap your hands, move your feet
Two steps back, to the beat

Everybody, let's move to the beat
We can dance now, bass-line under our feet
Everybody, dancing all along
Time to party, sing our happy song

We are juniors, we are young
One, two, three, so long
And we're being to the beat
Everyone get on your feet
We're the future superstars
That is who we are
Clap your hands now on the floor
Clap your hands, one, two, three, four
Girls and boys and everyone
Happy song, so fun
And we're being to the beat
Don't forget your ABC's
We're the future superstars
That is who we are
Clap your hands now on the floor
Clap your hands, one, two, three, four



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@maca2274

The original is Baby's Gang happy song from 1983 ...bravo kungs to give a new life to this classic italo disco

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@imdead5503

Orginal happy song gta v

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