(la la la la la)
Hey mama,
this that sh*t that make you move, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, moma
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 realli make me 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 realli make me feel naughty

I got a naughty naughty style
and a naughty naughty crew
But everything I do, I do just for you
Im a little bit of 'Or',
and a bigger bit of 'Nu'

The true niggers know that the peas come thru
We never cease (no),
we never die no we never disease (no)

We multiply
like we mathamatice
Then we drop bombs
like we in the middle east
(The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)

Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
And, lookin' hot without bodygaurds

(I do) what I can
(Y'all come thru) Will.i.am
And still I stand,
with still mic in hand
(So come on mama, dance to the druma)

Hey mama,
this that sh*t that make you groove, mama
(hey) get on the floor
and move your booty mama
(yaw) we the blast masters
blastin' up the jamma
(hey) so shake your bambama,
come on now mama

Hey mama,
this that sh*t that make you groove, mama
(hey) get on the floor
and move your booty mama
(yaw) we the blast mastas
blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la)

We the big town stumpas,
and and big sound pumpas
The beat bump bumpas
in your trunk trunkas

The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas
And when I'm makin' love,
my hip hump humps
It never quits (no)
we need to carry 9mm clips (no)
Dont wanna squize trigger,
just wanna squize tits
(lubaluba) cause we the show stoppas
And the chief rockas,
number one chief rockas

Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
How we rockin' it girl, without bodyguards
Now she be, its dirty, from the crew
BET, come and take heed,
as we take the lead
(so come on bubba, dance to the druma)

Hey mama,
this that sh*t that make you groove, mama
(yaw) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(wuh) we the blast mastas
blastin' up the jamma
(naw, naw)

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 realli make me feel naughty

But the race is not, for the Swiss
But who really can, take control of it
And 'Tippa irie' and the 'Black eyed peas' will be there
til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti
'Tippa' is out

Nosa dima shock, nosa dima thing
everytime you sit there I hear, bling bling
O wata thing, hear blacka sing
grinding, and winding
and the madda be moving in a perfect timing
and we dance and dance to the end of the thing
and we're really to nice, it finga akin
like rice and peas and chicken and bling

Hey mama,
this that sh*t that make you groove, mama
(hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw) we the blast mastas
blastin' up the jamma

(hey) so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you groove, mama
(hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw) we the blast mastas
blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la)