| Song | Joints & Jams - Soundtrack Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Black Eyed Peas |
| Album | HipHop Jamz |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Yeah...a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom | |
| Chorus that's the joint, that's the jam | |
| Turn that shit up, play it again (3x) | |
| [will i am] | |
| I like the way the rhythm makes me jump and move | |
| It gots the feelin' that makes me wanna do my do | |
| Got me feelin' joy, turn my grey sky blue | |
| And when you hear a cut baby doll i know you | |
| Will feel it huh? get up on the floor start movin' some | |
| Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb | |
| And they be actin' dumb from the cut that playin' | |
| People break they neck from this demonstration | |
| We about mass appeal, no segregation | |
| Got black to asian and caucasian sayin'... | |
| Chorus (2x) | |
| [apldap] | |
| Let your body collide to the rhythm provided | |
| By the mind state affairs classified and make your | |
| Heat up and flare i swear | |
| A serenade, a soul and so beware | |
| And what's happenin' here, seek one to help you | |
| Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind | |
| Maybe in time you can stop this crime | |
| But until then, yo i'm-a rock a rhyme sayin'... | |
| Chorus (2x) | |
| Bridge it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam | |
| It's got groove it's got feelin' | |
| (a chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom) | |
| It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam | |
| It's got groove it's got meanin' | |
| (a chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom) | |
| [taboo] | |
| Got the state's appeal with the joint's that real | |
| I don't need no steel to make my point | |
| Get down and dirty cuz that's my joint | |
| Ha! we preferably make all points | |
| Through a nation we build off the musical field | |
| Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel | |
| Any time or place, on stage in ya face | |
| Over tea in earth and outer space | |
| [will i am] | |
| Because we rock that *shit*, we flip that *shit* | |
| Some east coast west coast cosmic *shit* | |
| Some north bound *shit*, some some south bound *shit* | |
| Some overseas london out of town *shit* | |
| Rockin' the joint, rockin' the jams | |
| Turn that shit up, play it again cuz... | |
| Chorus (3x) | |
| Bridge (1x) to fade out |
| Yeah... a chickadoom, chickadoom chickadoom | |
| Chorus that' s the joint, that' s the jam | |
| Turn that shit up, play it again 3x | |
| will i am | |
| I like the way the rhythm makes me jump and move | |
| It gots the feelin' that makes me wanna do my do | |
| Got me feelin' joy, turn my grey sky blue | |
| And when you hear a cut baby doll i know you | |
| Will feel it huh? get up on the floor start movin' some | |
| Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb | |
| And they be actin' dumb from the cut that playin' | |
| People break they neck from this demonstration | |
| We about mass appeal, no segregation | |
| Got black to asian and caucasian sayin'... | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| apldap | |
| Let your body collide to the rhythm provided | |
| By the mind state affairs classified and make your | |
| Heat up and flare i swear | |
| A serenade, a soul and so beware | |
| And what' s happenin' here, seek one to help you | |
| Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind | |
| Maybe in time you can stop this crime | |
| But until then, yo i' ma rock a rhyme sayin'... | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Bridge it' s the jam, it' s the jam, it' s the jam, it' s the jam | |
| It' s got groove it' s got feelin' | |
| a chickadoom, a chickadoom chickadoom doom | |
| It' s the jam, it' s the jam, it' s the jam, it' s the jam | |
| It' s got groove it' s got meanin' | |
| a chickadoom, a chickadoom chickadoom doom | |
| taboo | |
| Got the state' s appeal with the joint' s that real | |
| I don' t need no steel to make my point | |
| Get down and dirty cuz that' s my joint | |
| Ha! we preferably make all points | |
| Through a nation we build off the musical field | |
| Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel | |
| Any time or place, on stage in ya face | |
| Over tea in earth and outer space | |
| will i am | |
| Because we rock that shit, we flip that shit | |
| Some east coast west coast cosmic shit | |
| Some north bound shit, some some south bound shit | |
| Some overseas london out of town shit | |
| Rockin' the joint, rockin' the jams | |
| Turn that shit up, play it again cuz... | |
| Chorus 3x | |
| Bridge 1x to fade out |
| Yeah... a chickadoom, chickadoom chickadoom | |
| Chorus that' s the joint, that' s the jam | |
| Turn that shit up, play it again 3x | |
| will i am | |
| I like the way the rhythm makes me jump and move | |
| It gots the feelin' that makes me wanna do my do | |
| Got me feelin' joy, turn my grey sky blue | |
| And when you hear a cut baby doll i know you | |
| Will feel it huh? get up on the floor start movin' some | |
| Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb | |
| And they be actin' dumb from the cut that playin' | |
| People break they neck from this demonstration | |
| We about mass appeal, no segregation | |
| Got black to asian and caucasian sayin'... | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| apldap | |
| Let your body collide to the rhythm provided | |
| By the mind state affairs classified and make your | |
| Heat up and flare i swear | |
| A serenade, a soul and so beware | |
| And what' s happenin' here, seek one to help you | |
| Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind | |
| Maybe in time you can stop this crime | |
| But until then, yo i' ma rock a rhyme sayin'... | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Bridge it' s the jam, it' s the jam, it' s the jam, it' s the jam | |
| It' s got groove it' s got feelin' | |
| a chickadoom, a chickadoom chickadoom doom | |
| It' s the jam, it' s the jam, it' s the jam, it' s the jam | |
| It' s got groove it' s got meanin' | |
| a chickadoom, a chickadoom chickadoom doom | |
| taboo | |
| Got the state' s appeal with the joint' s that real | |
| I don' t need no steel to make my point | |
| Get down and dirty cuz that' s my joint | |
| Ha! we preferably make all points | |
| Through a nation we build off the musical field | |
| Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel | |
| Any time or place, on stage in ya face | |
| Over tea in earth and outer space | |
| will i am | |
| Because we rock that shit, we flip that shit | |
| Some east coast west coast cosmic shit | |
| Some north bound shit, some some south bound shit | |
| Some overseas london out of town shit | |
| Rockin' the joint, rockin' the jams | |
| Turn that shit up, play it again cuz... | |
| Chorus 3x | |
| Bridge 1x to fade out |