Smells Like Funk

The Black Eyed Peas


publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
writers: Allan Pineda, Will Adams, George Jr Pajon, Michael Fratantuno
album: Track 6 in album Elephunk
release date: 2003-6-24
popularity : 30 users have visited this page.
genres: Hip Hop Funk / Soul
styles: RnB/Swing/Soul/Funk/Conscious
length: 5:05
vocal:, and Taboo
mixer: Tony Maserati
engineer: Dylan Dresdow
background vocals: Terry Dexter, Dante Santiago and Noelle Scaggs
guitar: George Pajon, Jr.
trombone: Elizabeth Ann Lea
bass guitar: Mike Fratantuno
drums programming:
assistant engineer: Christine Sirois
composer: William Adams, George Pajon, Jr., Mike Fratantuno, Allan Pineda

Album Information

label: A&M Records
country(area): United States
format: CD
barcode: 602498603659
script: Latin

Cover Art

The Black Eyed Peas Elephunk cover art


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Yeah that's funky (funky)
Yeah that's funky (funky)
Funk funk out chickies dank your stuff
Funk funk out chickies dank your stuff
Funk funk out chickies dank your stuff
Cause nobody's funky as us
We keep it stinky ( stinky)

We funk you on and on
Cause this funk stink like a rose
Like you headlockin' a skunk
The stench didn't come 'til after this beat
Put your hands up on the speaker
You knew we was coming
Cause you was smellin' rhyme
We bring the funk worse than we dog
We drop enough **** to keep the toilets clogged
Like them in full force
The Black Eyed Peas keep the scent fly like Delta
(You always cryin') girl you ain't
Yo, you funkin' with the funk family
We formulatin' up in a factory
We flawless, everything is flaw free
Can you believe we flipped the frequency
But our intentions are to be friendly
I funk up your flat 'til your girlfriend leave
Bringin' me flat
Lyrics all flappy
If you think something stink, it must be the Peas
Cellulite overweight stinkin' MC's
Cause you sense me a mile away
Meaty fat nasty like Miss Fat Booty
Turning these draw's black that's used to be white
The odours so contagious that it shows up in your dreams
Your two front teeth 'cause you be like in the streets
We salty not sweet like stink box of feet
Now man we be reakin' every damn weekend

Bounce, bounce, bounce
Yeah that's funky
Then you know it got to be
Well, let's say funk
Smell funk, then it must be us

Then you know it got to be
Well, let's say funk
It smells like funk

Then you know it got to be
Well, let's say funk
It smells like funk

Cellulite, it's all right
Cellulite, it's all right
Some thing's that are fat you should not get rid of


Track Listing

CD 1
  • 1 Hands Up
  • 2 Labor Day (It's a Holiday)
  • 3 Let's Get Retarded
  • 4 Hey Mama
  • 5 Shut Up
  • 6 Smells Like Funk
  • 7 Latin Girls
  • 8 Sexy
  • 9 Fly Away
  • 10 The Boogie That Be
  • 11 The APL Song
  • 12 Anxiety
  • 13 Where Is the Love / Third Eye