(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

I’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 I’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)

(fades)