(La la la la la)   Hey Mama, this that sh*t 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 really 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 really make me 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, and a bigger bit of new   The true n*ggers know that The Peas come through   We never cease (naw), we never die, no we never desease (naw)   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 know who we are   Y'all know we the stars   Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards   And lookin' hot without bodyguards   (I do) what I can   (Double U) Ill.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 mastas, blastin' up the jamma   (Hey) so shake your bum bumma, 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, all 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 (naw), we need to carry 9mm clips (naw)   Don't wanna squeeze trigger, just wanna squeeze t*ts   (lubaluba) cause we the show stoppas   And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas   Naw, y'all know who we are   Y'all know we the stars   Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards   How we rockin' it girl, without bodyguards   She be, Fergie, from the crew   B.E.P, come and take heed, as we take the lead   (So come on Papa, 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 really make me feel naughty      But the race is not, for the swift   But who really can, take control of it   And tippa irie and the Black Eyed Peas will be there   Till infinity, till infinity, till infinity, till infinity   Tippa is out      Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting   Everytime you sit there I hear, bling bling   O wata ting, 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) [fades]