Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty
Who we are
(Ya'll know)
And then drop bombs 'cuz we shake it to the beat
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Cutie, cutie, make sure your move your booty
We multiply like we mathematics
Shake that ting in all the city of sin
(Now ya'll know)
(From the crew)
La la la la la
I got a naughty, naughty style and a naughty, naughty crew
You make me really feel naughty
Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty
(Wha?)
WILL.I.AM
It never quits, nah
So come on papa, hey, dance to the drama
We never cease, we never die, no, we never decease
So shake ya bum bumma
Shake that ting in all the city of sin
I'm a little bit of old and a bigger bit of new
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
The true people know that the Peas come through
We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma
Without body guards
Steady, are you ready?
An' hey shorty, I know you wanna party
So shake ya bum bumma
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
But everything I do, I do just for you
C'mon now, mama
(Hey)
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
And lookin' hard without body guards
Steady rockin' all ya'lls boulevards
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the big town stompas and big sound pumpas
We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma, no, no
(She be)
We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma
An' hey shorty, I know you wanna party
Hey shorty
Shake that thing in all the city of sin
And the way your body look, you make me really feel naughty
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
The bomb bombas, the bass boom drummas
Off the richter, off the richter
Shake that thing in all the city of sin
And when I'm makin' love, then my hip hump-humps
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
The girlies in the club got the plump lump-lumpas
Fergie
C'mon now, mama
And the way I break it down I got the whole earth quakin'
And no fakin', I know you see me shakin'
La la la la la
We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma
And the way your body look
And still I stand, with still mic in hand
You make me really feel naughty
This that beat that make you groove, mama
So shake ya bum bumma
We da stars
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
(Now ya'll know)
Off the richter, off the richter
Cutie, cutie
Come on take heat az we take the lead
Cutie, cutie
An' hey shorty, I know you wanna party
Apl do
We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma, what?
We da stars
(Ya'll know)
Off the richter, off the richter
The beat bump-bumps all in your trunk-trunkas
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
Cutie, cutie, make sure your move your booty
This that beat that make you groove, mama
What I can
C'mon now, mama
(I do)
Lover lover 'cuz we da, showstoppers
Who we are
We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
I don't discriminate I plz chicks, nah
And the way your body look
We the blast mastas blastin' out the ja, rewind
(W)
(Uuh)
And uh, chief rockers, numba one chief rockers
BEP
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
Steady rockin' all ya'lls boulevards
(How we rockin' it girl?)
So come on mama, dance to the drumma
Asian, Caucasian, black, I squeeze
