Black Eyed Peas - "Hey Mama (RadioVideo Edit)" lyrics
*** Complimentary Hey Mama (RadioVideo Edit) Ringtone ***
Creeeeeeeeeep it mama!!... ooohhh ooo..ohh
La la la la la
Hey mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma
REWIND
Hey mama
Cutie, cutie
Make sure your move your booty
Shake that thing in the city of sin, an'
Hey shorty
I know you wanna party
And the way your body look, you make me really feel naughty
Cutie, cutie
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 Or, and a bigger bit of Nu
The true --- know that the peas come through
It never cease, we never die
No, we never decease
We multiply like we mathematiques
And then drop bombs cuz we shakin 2 the beat
The bomb bombas, the bass boom drummas
Now ..ya'll no..who we r..ya'll no.. we da stars..and steady rockin all.ya'lls.. boulevards..and lookin hard,without body guards..i do..what i can..all o u..hell i am,and still i stand, with still mic n hand..so come on mama.Hey dance 2 the drumma
Hey mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma
So shake ya bum bumma
C'mon now, mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma (wha')
La la la la la
We the big town stompas
And big sound pumpas
The beat bump-bumps all in your trunk-trunkas
The girlies in the club got the plump lump-lumpas
La la la la la
Hey mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma
REWIND
Hey mama
Cutie, cutie
Make sure your move your booty
Shake that thing in the city of sin, an'
Hey shorty
I know you wanna party
And the way your body look, you make me really feel naughty
Cutie, cutie
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 Or, and a bigger bit of Nu
The true --- know that the peas come through
It never cease, we never die
No, we never decease
We multiply like we mathematiques
And then drop bombs cuz we shakin 2 the beat
The bomb bombas, the bass boom drummas
Now ..ya'll no..who we r..ya'll no.. we da stars..and steady rockin all.ya'lls.. boulevards..and lookin hard,without body guards..i do..what i can..all o u..hell i am,and still i stand, with still mic n hand..so come on mama.Hey dance 2 the drumma
Hey mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma
So shake ya bum bumma
C'mon now, mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma (wha')
La la la la la
We the big town stompas
And big sound pumpas
The beat bump-bumps all in your trunk-trunkas
The girlies in the club got the plump lump-lumpas
And when I'm makin love, then my hip hump-humps
It never quits
nooo nooo
I dont discriminate.i plz chicks.. asian,caucasian,black,i squeeze..never never cuz we da.. showstoppers. and uh chief rockers,numba 1 chief rockers
Now ..ya'll no..who we r..ya'll no.. we da stars..steady rockin all.ya'lls.. boulevards.. how we rockin it girl',without body guards..she be.. forky.. from the cool.BET come on take the heat..az we take the lead.. so come on PAPA.. HEY dance 2 the drama!
Hey mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma
So shake ya bum bumma
C'mon now, mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma
noo noo
Cutie, cutie
Make sure your move your booty
Shake that thing in the city of sin, an'
Hey shorty
I know you wanna party
And the way your body look, you make me really feel naughty
Cutie, cutie
Make sure your move your booty
Shake that thing 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 earth quakin
Off the richter, off the richter
Off the richter, off the richter
Off the richter, off the richter
Steady, are you ready'
(rapper.. i cant understand it)
Hey mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma
So shake ya bum bumma
C'mon now, mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma
What'
La la la la la
It never quits
nooo nooo
I dont discriminate.i plz chicks.. asian,caucasian,black,i squeeze..never never cuz we da.. showstoppers. and uh chief rockers,numba 1 chief rockers
Now ..ya'll no..who we r..ya'll no.. we da stars..steady rockin all.ya'lls.. boulevards.. how we rockin it girl',without body guards..she be.. forky.. from the cool.BET come on take the heat..az we take the lead.. so come on PAPA.. HEY dance 2 the drama!
Hey mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma
So shake ya bum bumma
C'mon now, mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma
noo noo
Cutie, cutie
Make sure your move your booty
Shake that thing in the city of sin, an'
Hey shorty
I know you wanna party
And the way your body look, you make me really feel naughty
Cutie, cutie
Make sure your move your booty
Shake that thing 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 earth quakin
Off the richter, off the richter
Off the richter, off the richter
Off the richter, off the richter
Steady, are you ready'
(rapper.. i cant understand it)
Hey mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma
So shake ya bum bumma
C'mon now, mama
This that beat that make you groove, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty, mama
We the blast mastas blastin out the drumma
What'
La la la la la
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