Black Eyed Peas Hey Mama song lyrics
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Hey Mama - Black Eyed Peas lyrics
♪ Hey Mama ♪ official lyrics
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty mama

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 really make me really feel naughty
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 really make me really feel naughty

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 old, and a bigger bit of Nu
The true niggers know that the peas come thru
We never cease (NOO), we never die no we never decease (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' hard 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 drama)

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 big sound pumpas

The beat bump bumps 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)
Don't wanna squize trigger, just wanna squize tts
(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, Fergie, from the crew

B.E.P., come and take heed, as we take the lead
(So come on papa, dance to the drama)

Hey mama, this that shit 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 booty

Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
no fakin I know you see me shakin'
and the way I break it down I got the whole world quakin
Off the Richter, off the Richter, off the Richter, off the
Richter, off the Richter, off the Richter steady are you
ready.

Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look realli make me really feel naunughty

But the race is not, for the swift
But who really can, take control of it
And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre
til infinity, til infinity, til infinity, til infinity, til
infinity
Tippa is onuunuut

Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting
everytime you sit there I hear, bling bling
O wata ting, hear blacka sing
grinding, and winding
and the madda be moving in a perfect timing
and we dance and dance to the dancehall riddim
and we're really to nice, it finga lickin'
like rice and peas and chicken stuffing

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)
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5 comments for Black Eyed Peas - Hey Mama lyrics
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#5 gilles11 17/03/2011 at 18:09:18
Papa est dans la cuisine, maman dans le domaine

Assassiner élevé dans le poulailler de la boue, jetés sur
les roues

Coq dans le Dooryard simplement appuyé sur le klaxon

Vent si doucement à la dérive à travers le maïs de
maturation



Hey moi, mama hey

Où étais-tu pendant si longtemps, si longtemps?

Hey moi, mama hey

Où étais-tu, où vous depuis si longtemps?



Il ya quelque chose de scandaleux 'bout ciel du soir que

Ce côté de dangereuses qui regarde dans tes yeux

J'ai toujours su que vous étiez fou, toujours su que tu
pourrais être cruel

Encore que je ferais n'importe quoi dans le monde pour vous



Hey moi, mama hey

Où étais-tu pendant si longtemps, si longtemps?

Hey moi, mama hey

Où étais-tu, où vous depuis si longtemps?



Me laissa debout dans le coin avec ma tête pour pendre

Punch ivre, abîmés et titubant comme un clown de rodéo

Semblent toujours à me frapper comme un éclair d'en haut

Je pense que je n'étais tout simplement pas prêt pour un
tel amour la main lourde



Hey moi, mama hey

Où étais-tu pendant si longtemps, si longtemps?

Hey moi, mama hey

Où étais-tu, où vous depuis si longtemps?



Hey moi, mama hey

Où étais-tu pendant si longtemps, si longtemps?

Hey moi, mama hey

Où étais-tu, où vous depuis si longtemps?

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#4 coco 10/06/2006 at 18:37:55
cette chanson é vrémen tro bien!!!!!!!!!!jla kiffe grave
#3 Lulu 26/03/2006 at 20:58:05
Si t'envoyais les paroles ptete que sa serais mieux alors !
si déjà tu les as !!!!
#2 Sexy-lady 12/01/2006 at 02:51:57
Je la trouve cool cette chanson!C'est chaud quand on sais se
que les paroles veules dire!C'est pour ca que je l'adore!!!
#1 acemahmed 26/08/2005 at 01:57:03
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