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Lirik Lagu Hey Mama - Black Eyed Peas

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(la la la la la)Hey mama, this that beat that make you move, mamaGet on the floor and move your booty momaWe the blast masters blastin' up the jamma(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)Cutie cutie, make sure you move your bootyShake that ting like we in the city of sin, andHey shorty, I know you wanna partythe way your body look realli make me feel nauuughtyCutie cutie, make sure you move your bootyShake that ting like we in the city of sin, andHey shorty, I know you wanna partythe way your body looky realli make me feel nauuughty (REPEAT)
I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crewBut everything I do, I do just for youIm a little bit of Or, and a bigger bit of NuThe true n*ggers know that the peas come thruWe never cease(NOO), we never die no we never disease(NOO)We multiply like we mathamaticeThen we drop bombs like we in the middle east(The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)Naw y'all knaw, who we arey'all knaw, we the starsSteady rockin' on y'alls boulevardsAnd, lookin' hot without bodygaurds(I do) what I can(Y'all come thru)will.i.amAnd still I stand, with still mic in hand(So come on mama, dance to the druma)
Hey mama, this that beat 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 mamaHey mama, this that beat 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 pumpasThe beat bump bumpas in your trunk trunkasThe girlies in the club with the big plump plumpasAnd when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humpsIt never quits(NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO)Dont wanna squize trigger, just wanna squize t*ts(lubaluba)cause we the show stoppasAnd the chief rockas, number one chief rockasNaw y'all knaw, who we arey'all knaw, we the starsSteady rockin' on y'alls boulevardsHow we rockin' it girl, without body guardsNow she be, its dirty, from the crewBEP, come and take heed, as we take the lead(so come on papa, dance to the druma)
Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you groove, mama(yaw)get on the floor and move your booty mama(wuh)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma(NAWWWW, NAWWW)Cutie cutie, make sure you move your bootyShake that thing like we in the city of sin, andHey shorty, I know you wanna partythe way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty
But the race is not, for the swissBut who really can, take control of itAnd tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerretil infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infinitiTippa is ouuuuuut
Nosa dima shock, nosa dima tingeverytime you sit there i hear, bling blingO wata ting, hear blacka singgrinding, and windingand the madda be moving in a perfect timingand we dance and dance to the end of the thingand we're really to nice, it finga akinlike rice and peas and chicken and bling
Hey mama, this that sh*t 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 mamaHey mama, this that sh*t 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 *fade*)