intro chords
E G B A G E D E
(la la la la la)
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
D E
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)
E G
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
B A G
Shake that thing like the city of sin, and
E D
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
E G E
the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty
E G
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
B A G
Shake that thing like the city of sin, and
E D
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
E G E
the way your body look really make me feel nauuughty
E G
I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew
B A G
But everything I do, I do just for you
E D E
Im a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of Nu
E G E
The true ni**** know that the peas come thru
(The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)
B A
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
A G
y'all knaw, we the stars
G G
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
And, lookin' hard without bodygaurds
B A
(I do) what I can
B G
(Y'all come thru)will.i.am
(So come on mama, dance to the drama)
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
B E
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
E G E G
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
D E
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la)
E G
We the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas
B E
The beat bump bumps in your trunk trunkas
E D E G
The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas
E D E G
And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps
It never quits(NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO)
And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas
B G
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
A G
y'all knaw, we the stars
How we rockin' it girl, without body guards
B G
Now she be, Fergie, from the crew
A G
B.E.P., come and take heed, as we take the lead
(so come on papa, dance to the drama)
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
B E
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
E G
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
B A G
Shake that thing like the city of sin, and
E D
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
E G E
the way your body look really make me feel nauuughty
E G
But the race is not, for the swift
B A G
But who really can, take control of it
And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre
Blacka is in da house...
E G
Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting
B A G
everytime you sit there i hear, bling bling
grinding, and winding
E G
and the madda be moving in a perfect timing
B A G E
and we dance and dance to the dancehall riddim
like rice and peas and chicken stuffing
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
B E
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
E G E G
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
D E
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la)fade.
