Hang up for motherinas, Dj turn it turn it up
So many mamacita's got a brotha burnin' up
Turn it up, pump the volume up
Turn it up (pump up the volume, pump up the volume)

Houston we have a problem
NASA better call 'em
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 take off

I'm so ahead of the game
I'm tryna catch up to myself, it's selfish
Y'all sound like me in a 2004
It's the truth I can't help it
Y'all so late late late late, y'all so lame
My father's gone, but thanks God he came

Shit is on satellite dishes them boys so futuristic
Mama your ass so Jupiter, that it's so huge and mystic

Hang up for motherinas, Dj turn it turn it up
So many mamacita's got a brotha burnin' up
Turn it up, pump the volume up
Turn it up (pump up the volume, pump up the volume)

Houston we have a problem
NASA better call 'em
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 take off

Just like Pun said
Even if I stutter, I still sh-sh-shit on ya
How to sign checks
Is the only thing that I learned from literature
Keep thinkin' that I won't get at ya
I'm not a creature I'm a creater
Beam me up Scotty
G-g-g-g-give it to her

Shit is on satellite dishes them boys so futuristic
Mama your ass so Jupiter, that it's so huge and mystic

Hang up for motherinas, Dj turn it turn it up
So many mamacita's got a brotha burnin' up
Turn it up, pump the volume up
Turn it up (pump up the volume, pump up the volume)

(Pump up the volume, pump up the volume x8)

Hang up for motherinas, Dj turn it turn it up
So many mamacita's got a brotha burnin' up
Turn it up, pump the volume up
Turn it up (pump up the volume, pump up the volume)

Hang up for motherinas, Dj turn it turn it up
So many mamacita's got a brotha burnin' up
Turn it up, pump the volume up
Turn it up (pump up the volume, pump up the volume)