| Lyrics: | (la, la, la, la, la)
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor
and move your booty mama
We the blast masters blastin' up the
jamma
(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on
the floor and move your booty mama
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
So shake
your bambama, come on now mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor
and move your booty mama
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(la, la, la, la,
la)
Tootie 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 and
The way your body look make me really
feelin' naughty
Tootie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in
the city of sin, and
No faking, I know you see me shakin'
And the way I break it down I
got the whole earth quakin'
Hey mama, this that beat that make you move, mama
Get on
the floor and move your booty mama
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
So shake
your bambama, come on now mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor
and move your booty mama
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(la, la, la, la,
la)
I got a naughty, naughty style and a naughty, naughty crew
But everything
I do, I do just for you
IÂ’m a little bit of Or, and a bigger bit of Nu
The
true n*ggers know that the peas come through
We never cease (NOO), we never die no we never
disease (NOO)
We multiply like we (mathmatice?)
Then we drop bombs like we in the Middle
East
(The bomb bombas, the base boom [dramas or drumas?])
Hey mama, this that beat
that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
We the blast masters
blastin' up the jamma
So shake your bambama, come on now mama
This that beat that make you
groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
We the blast masters blastin' up
the jamma
(no, no)
We the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas
The beat bump
bumps only in your trunk trunkas
The girlies in the club got the plump, plump plumpas
And
when IÂ’m making love, then my hip pop popas
Tootie cutie, make sure you move your
booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
No faking, I know you see me
shakin'
And the way I break it down I got the whole earth quakin'
Off the Richter
(6x)
Steady, are you ready?
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove,
mama
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
We the blast masters blastin' up the
jamma
So shake your bambama, come on now mama
This that beat that make you groove,
mama
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
We the blast masters blastin' up the
jamma
(la, la, la, la, la)
Hey mama (tootie cutie), this that beat that make you
move, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty mama (tootie cutie)
We the blast masters
blastin' up the jamma
So shake your bambama, come on now mama (tootie cutie)
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