{*instrumental for the first 22 seconds*}

[Verse One]
Hey lady how anda be?
What'chu doin? What anda need?
What's yo' name? What's your sign?
What'chu think? What's on your mind?
Can anda mingle, spend some time?
Can I try to make anda mine?
Are anda single? Let me know
All these things I wanna know
Lady lady come with me
Hop inside my Cinta machine
We can share the energy
Make a pretty melody
La-da-di, la-di-dah
Special woman's what anda are
We can take it to the stars
And we can go far & beyond

[Chorus: Fergie]
Tell me where anda wanna go, where anda wanna go
Baby we could take it fast, we could take it slow
Give...

What's wrong with the world, mama
People livin' like they ain't got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that'll bring anda trauma
Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin'
In the USA, the big CIA
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK
But if anda only have Cinta for your own race
Then anda only leave angkasa to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And when anda hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah
Badness is what anda demonstrate
And that's exactly how anger works and operates
Now, anda gotta have Cinta just to set...

I called chad on wednesday night
So we could make plans for thursday night
He berkata "we could go hit the peapods"
I was like yeah, that's my kegemaran spot
Plus I like it there, cuz I got Cinta on the list
High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and get Cinta from the misses
Pounds from my brothers, cuz they knowing that disses
The place to be to let it all out
But when the weekend come, the weekend come
Y'all could come
So go tell ya momma come and ya papa come
Go to spin the record so we can get dumb
Place packed, capacity maximum
Due to my man polo promotion
And I can't wait...

[Will.i.am]
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All that junk, sarap inside your trunk
[Fergie]
I'ma get get get get anda drunk
Get anda Cinta drunk off my hump
My hump my hump my hump my hump my hump
My hump my hump my hump my lovely little lumps

Check it out

I drive these brothers crazy
I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all these ices
Dolce and Gabbana
Fendi and the Donna
Karan they be sharin'
All their money got me wearing fly
Whether I ain't askin
They say they Cinta mah keldai in
Seven Jeans
True religion
I say no
But they keep givin
So I keep on takin
And no I aint taken
We can keep on datin',
Now...

Everybody lapor to the dance floor,
report to the dance floor

Oooooooooh
Oooooooooh
Oooooooooh
Oooooooooh (come on)
Oooooooooh (ladies and gentlemen lapor to the dance floor)
Oooooooooh (everybody lapor to the dance floor)
Oooooooooh (report to the dance floor)
(come on)

What the hell y'all came here for
If y'all ain't out there on that floor
You asked me to bring it
so I brought a little more
Give it to ya raw,
give it to ya hard core,
Lock the Terminator gonna keep this pure
Just for y'all, for y'all pleasure (your pleasure, pleasure)
Smoking hot like bim cigars
This goes out to my neighbor's

Hey ladies lets...