The Black Eyed Peas - Hey Mama Música y Letra

(La la la la la)
 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 drumma
 (REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)
 Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty
 Shake that thing like the city of Sin, and
 Hey shorty, I know you want a party
 And the way your body lookin' make me really feel naughty
 Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty
 Shake that thing like the city of Sin, and
 Hey shorty, I know you want a party
 And the way your body lookin' at 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 new
 The true niggers know that the Peas come thru
 We never cease (nooo)
 We never die no we never decease (nooo)
 We multiply like we mathematice
 And then drop bombs like we in the middle east
 (The bomb bombas, the base ball drummas)
 
 (Now y'all know)
 Who we are
 (Y'all know)
 We da stars
 Steady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards
 And, lookin' hard without bodyguards
 (I do)
 What I can
 (Follow you)
 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 drumma
 (Hey) So shake your bumbuma, come on now mama
 This that shit that make you groove, mama
 (Gotta) Get on the floor and move your body mama
 (Yaw) We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
 (Wo)(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, ya my hip hump humps
 It never quits (nooo)
 Don't need to carry nine milimeter clips (nooo)
 Don't wanna squeeze triggers just wanna squeeze tits
 (Luvvaluvva) 'Cause we the show stoppas
 And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas
 
 (Now y'all know)
 Who we are
 (Y'all know)
 We da stars
 Steady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards
 (How we rockin' it girl?)
 Without bodyguards
 (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 drumma)
 
 Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
 (Yaw) Get on the floor and move your body mama
 (Wo) We the blast mastas blastin' up the drumma
 (Nooo, nooo)
 Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty
 Shake that thing like the city of Sin, and
 Hey shorty, I know you want a party
 And the way your body lookin' at me really feel naughty
 
 But the race is not, for the swift
 But for who can, hin cuover it
 And tippa hirie and the Black Eyed Peas will be thhhheeerre
 'Til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity
 
 (Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting)
 Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting
 Everytime you see them I hear, bling bling
 O waka ting, pure mockaling
 Grinding, and winding
 And the madda be moving in a perfect timing
 And we dance and dance to the dancehall rythym
 And we're really to nice, it finger 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 drumma
 (Hey) So shake your bumbuma, come on now mama
 This that shit that make you groove, mama
 (Gotta) Get on the floor and move your body mama
 (Yaw) We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
 (Wo)(La la la la la)

The Black Eyed Peas - Hey Mama Música y Letra