La la la la la
Hey mama
This that ****
that make you groove mama
Get on the floor
and move your booty mama
We the blast masters
Blastin' up the jamma
Rewind
Cutie cutie
Make sure you move
your booty
Shake that thing
like we in the city of sin and
Hey shorty
I know you wanna party
The way your body look
It make me really feel naughty
Cutie cutie
Make sure you move
your booty
Shake that thing like
we in the city of sin and
Hey shorty
I know you wanna party
The way your body look
It make me really feel naughty
I got a naughty naughty style
And a naughty naughty crew
But everything I do
I do just for you
I'm a little bit of old
With a little bit of new
The true ******* know
that the peas come through
We never cease
We never die no
We never decrease
We multiply like we
mathamatice
And then drop bombs like
we in the Middle East
The bomb bombas
The base move dramas
Now y'all know who we are
Y'all know we the stars
Steady rockin' all
of y'alls boulevards
And lookin' hard
without bodygaurds
I do what I can
Will.I.Am
And still I stand
with still mic in hand
So come on mama
Dance to the drama
Hey mama
This that ****
that make you groove mama
Get on the floor
and move your booty mama
We the blast masters
Blastin' up the jamma
So shake your bambama
Come on now mama
This that ****
that make you groove mama
Get on the floor
and move your booty mama
We the blast masters
Blastin' up the jamma
We the big town stompas
And big sound pumpas
The beat bump bumps
in your trunk trunkas
The girlies in the club
got the big plump plumpas
And when I'm makin' love
my hip hump humps
It never quits
Y'all need to carry 9mm clips
Don't wanna squeeze triggers
Just wanna squeeze ****
'Cause we the show stoppas
And the chief rockas
Number one chief rockas
Now y'all know who we are
Y'all know we the stars
Steady rockin' all
of y'alls boulevards
How we rockin' it girl
Without body guards
She be Fergie from the crew
BEP come on take heed
as we take the lead
So come on papa
Dance to the drama
Hey mama
This that ****
that make you groove mama
Get on the floor
and move your booty mama
We the blast masters
Blastin' up the jamma
No no
Cutie cutie
Make sure you
move your booty
Shake that thing
Like we in the city of sin and
Hey shorty
I know you wanna party
The way your body look
It make me really feel naughty
But the race is not for the swift
But who can take control of it
And Tippa lrie and
The Black Eyed Peas
Will be there
'Til infinity 'Til infinity
'Til infinity 'Til infinity
'Til infinity
Nosa dima shock
Nosa dima ting
Everytime you see them
I hear bling bling
Oh what a ting
Pure mackaling
Grinding and winding
And the madda them a movin'
in perfect timing
Them a dance and a dance
to the dancehall riddim
And the way the groove nice
It's finga lickin'
Like rice and peas
and chicken stuffing
Hey mama
This that ****
that make you groove mama
Get on the floor
and move your booty mama
We the blast masters
Blastin' up the jamma
So shake your bambama
Come on now mama
This that ****
that make you groove mama
Get on the floor
and move your booty mama
We the blast masters
Blastin' up the jamma