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Hey Mama Lyrics - Elephunk - Black Eyed Peas

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 

 

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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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