BLACK EYED PEAS BEP-HEY MAMA LYRICS

 
hey mama this that sht that make you move mama


get on the floor and move your booty moma


we the blast masters blastin up the jamma




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 nggers know that the peas come thru


we never cease we never die no we never disease


we multiply like we mathamatice


then we drop bombs like we in the middle east




naw yall knaw who we are


yall knaw we the stars


steady rockin on yalls boulevards


and lookin hot without bodygaurds


what i can


william


and still i stand with still mic in hand




hey mama this that sht that make you groove mama


get on the floor and move your booty mama


we the blast mastas blastin up the jamma


so shake your bambama come on now mama


hey mama this that sht that make you groove mama


get on the floor and move your booty mama


we the blast mastas blastin up the jamma




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 im makin love my hip hump humps


it never quits we need to carry 9mm clips


dont wanna squize trigger just wanna squize tts


cause we the show stoppas


and the chief rockas number one chief rockas


naw yall knaw who we are


yall knaw we the stars


steady rockin on yalls boulevards


how we rockin it girl without body guards


now she be its dirty from the crew


bep come and take heed as we take the lead




hey mama this that sht that make you groove mama


get on the floor and move your booty mama


we the blast mastas blastin up the jamma




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


but the race is not for the swiss


but who really can take control of it


and tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre


til infiniti til infiniti til infiniti til infiniti


tippa is ouuut


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 end of the thing


and were really to nice it finga akin


like rice and peas and chicken and bling


hey mama this that sht that make you groove mama


get on the floor and move your booty mama


we the blast mastas blastin up the jamma


so shake your bambama come on now mama


hey mama this that sht that make you groove mama


get on the floor and move your booty mama


we the blast mastas blastin up the jamma