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Lyrics for Hey Mama by Black Eyed Peas:



Artist:Black Eyed Peas
Taken from the album Elephunk by Black Eyed Peas
Album:Elephunk
Track:Hey Mama
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Views:771
 
Lyrics:(la la la la la)
Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you move, mama
Get on the floor and
move your booty moma
We the blast masters blastin' up the
jamma
(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)
Cutie 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
the way your body look
realli make me feel nauuughty
Cutie 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
the way your body look
realli make me feel nauuughty

I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty
crew
But everything I do, I do just for you
Im a little bit of Or, and a bigger bit of
Nu
The true n*ggers know that the peas come thru
We never cease(NOO), we never die no we
never disease(NOO)
We multiply like we mathamatice
Then we drop bombs like we in the
middle east
(The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all
knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
And, lookin' hot without
bodygaurds
(I do) what I can
(Y'all come thru)will.i.am
And still I stand, with still
mic in hand
(So come on mama, dance to the druma)

Hey mama, this that shit that make
you groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas
blastin' up the jamma
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that
shit that make you groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the
blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la)

We the big town stumpas, and and
big sound pumpas
The beat bump bumpas in your trunk trunkas
The girlies in the club with
the big plump plumpas
And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps
It never quits(NOOOO) we
need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO)
Dont wanna squize trigger, just wanna squize
t*ts
(lubaluba)cause we the show stoppas
And the chief rockas, number one chief
rockas
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls
boulevards
How we rockin' it girl, without body guards
Now she be, its dirty, from the
crew
BET, come and take heed, as we take the lead
(so come on bubba, dance to the druma)
 
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