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Current song lyrics
(La la la la la)<br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br />Get on the floor and move your booty, mama<br />We the blast masters blastin' up the drumma<br />(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)<br />Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty<br />Shake that thing like the city of Sin, and<br />Hey shorty, I know you want a party<br />And the way your body lookin' make me really feel naughty<br />Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty<br />Shake that thing like the city of Sin, and<br />Hey shorty, I know you want a party<br />And the way your body lookin' at me really feel naughty<br /><br />I got a naughty, naughty style and a naughty, naughty crew<br />But everything I do, I do just for you<br />I'm a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of new<br />The true niggers know that the Peas come thru<br />We never cease (nooo)<br />We never die no we never decease (nooo)<br />We multiply like we mathematice<br />And then drop bombs like we in the middle east<br />(The bomb bombas, the base ball drummas)<br /><br />(Now y'all know)<br />Who we are<br />(Y'all know)<br />We da stars<br />Steady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards<br />And, lookin' hard without bodyguards<br />(I do)<br />What I can<br />(Follow you)<br />Will.I.Am<br />And still I stand, with still mic in hand<br />(So come on mama, dance to the drama)<br /><br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br />(Hey) Get on the floor and move your booty mama<br />(Yaw) We the blast mastas blastin' up the drumma<br />(Hey) So shake your bumbuma, come on now mama<br />This that shit that make you groove, mama<br />(Gotta) Get on the floor and move your body mama<br />(Yaw) We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma<br />(Wo)(La la la la la)<br /><br />We the big town stompas, and big sound pumpas<br />The beat bump bumps all in your trunk trunkas<br />The girlies in the club got the plump lump lumpas<br />And when I'm makin' love, ya my hip hump humps<br />It never quits (nooo)<br />Don't need to carry nine milimeter clips (nooo)<br />Don't wanna squeeze triggers just wanna squeeze tits<br />(Luvvaluvva) 'Cause we the show stoppas<br />And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas<br /><br />(Now y'all know)<br />Who we are<br />(Y'all know)<br />We da stars<br />Steady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards<br />(How we rockin' it girl?)<br />Without bodyguards<br />(She be)<br />Fergie<br />(From the crew)<br />B.E.P.<br />Come and take heed, as we take the lead<br />(So come on papa, dance to the drumma)<br /><br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br />(Yaw) Get on the floor and move your body mama<br />(Wo) We the blast mastas blastin' up the drumma<br />(Nooo, nooo)<br />Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty<br />Shake that thing like the city of Sin, and<br />Hey shorty, I know you want a party<br />And the way your body lookin' at me really feel naughty<br /><br />But the race is not, for the swift<br />But for who can, hin cuover it<br />And tippa hirie and the Black Eyed Peas will be thhhheeerre<br />'Til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity<br /><br />(Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting)<br />Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting<br />Everytime you see them I hear, bling bling<br />O waka ting, pure mockaling<br />Grinding, and winding<br />And the madda be moving in a perfect timing<br />And we dance and dance to the dancehall rythym<br />And we're really to nice, it finger lickin'<br />Like rice and peas and chicken stuffing<br /><br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br />(Hey) Get on the floor and move your booty mama<br />(Yaw) We the blast mastas blastin' up the drumma<br />(Hey) So shake your bumbuma, come on now mama<br />This that shit that make you groove, mama<br />(Gotta) Get on the floor and move your body mama<br />(Yaw) We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma<br />(Wo)(La la la la la)
New song lyrics
(La la la la la)<br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br />Get on the floor and move your booty, mama<br />We the blast masters blastin' up the drumma<br />(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)<br />Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty<br />Shake that thing like the city of Sin, and<br />Hey shorty, I know you want a party<br />And the way your body lookin' make me really feel naughty<br />Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty<br />Shake that thing like the city of Sin, and<br />Hey shorty, I know you want a party<br />And the way your body lookin' at me really feel naughty<br /><br />I got a naughty, naughty style and a naughty, naughty crew<br />But everything I do, I do just for you<br />I'm a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of new<br />The true niggers know that the Peas come thru<br />We never cease (nooo)<br />We never die no we never decease (nooo)<br />We multiply like we mathematice<br />And then drop bombs like we in the middle east<br />(The bomb bombas, the base ball drummas)<br /><br />(Now y'all know)<br />Who we are<br />(Y'all know)<br />We da stars<br />Steady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards<br />And, lookin' hard without bodyguards<br />(I do)<br />What I can<br />(Follow you)<br />Will.I.Am<br />And still I stand, with still mic in hand<br />(So come on mama, dance to the drama)<br /><br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br />(Hey) Get on the floor and move your booty mama<br />(Yaw) We the blast mastas blastin' up the drumma<br />(Hey) So shake your bumbuma, come on now mama<br />This that shit that make you groove, mama<br />(Gotta) Get on the floor and move your body mama<br />(Yaw) We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma<br />(Wo)(La la la la la)<br /><br />We the big town stompas, and big sound pumpas<br />The beat bump bumps all in your trunk trunkas<br />The girlies in the club got the plump lump lumpas<br />And when I'm makin' love, ya my hip hump humps<br />It never quits (nooo)<br />Don't need to carry nine milimeter clips (nooo)<br />Don't wanna squeeze triggers just wanna squeeze tits<br />(Luvvaluvva) 'Cause we the show stoppas<br />And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas<br /><br />(Now y'all know)<br />Who we are<br />(Y'all know)<br />We da stars<br />Steady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards<br />(How we rockin' it girl?)<br />Without bodyguards<br />(She be)<br />Fergie<br />(From the crew)<br />B.E.P.<br />Come and take heed, as we take the lead<br />(So come on papa, dance to the drumma)<br /><br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br />(Yaw) Get on the floor and move your body mama<br />(Wo) We the blast mastas blastin' up the drumma<br />(Nooo, nooo)<br />Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty<br />Shake that thing like the city of Sin, and<br />Hey shorty, I know you want a party<br />And the way your body lookin' at me really feel naughty<br /><br />But the race is not, for the swift<br />But for who can, hin cuover it<br />And tippa hirie and the Black Eyed Peas will be thhhheeerre<br />'Til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity<br /><br />(Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting)<br />Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting<br />Everytime you see them I hear, bling bling<br />O waka ting, pure mockaling<br />Grinding, and winding<br />And the madda be moving in a perfect timing<br />And we dance and dance to the dancehall rythym<br />And we're really to nice, it finger lickin'<br />Like rice and peas and chicken stuffing<br /><br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br />(Hey) Get on the floor and move your booty mama<br />(Yaw) We the blast mastas blastin' up the drumma<br />(Hey) So shake your bumbuma, come on now mama<br />This that shit that make you groove, mama<br />(Gotta) Get on the floor and move your body mama<br />(Yaw) We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma<br />(Wo)(La la la la la)
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