(la la la la la) 
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama 
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama 
We the blast masters blastin' up the jam... 
 (REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND) 
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty 
Shake that thing on the city of sin, and 
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party 
the way your body look get me really feelin' naughty. 
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty 
Shake that thing on the city of sin, and 
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party 
the way your body look get me really feelin' 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 Ol', and a bigger bit of New 
The true niggers know that the peas come through 
We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never decease(NOO) 
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' all on y'alls boulevards 
And, lookin' hard without bodygaurds 
(I do) what I can 
(W)L.I.AM 
"H" 'till I stand, with still mic in hand 
So come on mama, dance to the druma
  
Hey mama, this that shit 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 bumbama, come on now,
Mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama 
(Girl to get)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 bumps all in your trunk trunkas 
The girlies in the club got the plump lump plumpas 
And when I'm makin' love, they're my hip hump humps 
It never quits(NOOOO), no need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO) 
Don't wanna squize triggers, just wanna squize tits (Luba Luba)
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' all on y'alls boulevard
(How we rockin' it girl) Without body guards 
Now she be, Fergie, from the crew 
BEP, come and take heed, as we take the lead 
(So come on papa, dance to the druma) 
  
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama 
(yaw)get on the floor and move your booty, mama 
(wuh)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma 
 (NAWWWW, NAWWW) 
Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty 
Shake that thing on the city of sin, and 
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party 
the way your body look get me really feelin' naughty. 
  
But the race is not for the Swiss 
But who can En-dure it
And Tippa Irie and the Black Eyed Peas will be thheeerre 
'Till infiniti, 'till infiniti, 'till infiniti, 'till infiniti, 'till infiniti 
 (Blacka Out)

(I'm coming up on you, nofa dim shock)
Nosa dima shock, nosa dima sting 
Everytime you see them, i hear, "bling bling" 
O wata ting, hear blacka sing 
grinding, and whining 
And they might not be ah movin' in ah perfect timing 
They might dance and dance till they dance all redeem
And the way to be nice, if finga licking 
Like rice and peas and chicken stuffing
  
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama 
(Yeah)Get on the floor and move your booty mama 
(Yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma 
(Woah)so shake your bambama, come on now mama 
(Girl to get)Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama 
(Girl to get)Get on the floor and move your booty mama 
(Yaw)We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma 
 (la la la la la [fade])