Listen to Hey Mama song with lyrics from Black Eyed Peas

Hey Mama

Black Eyed Peas26 Mar 2004

Hey Mama Lyrics

Hey Mama - Black Eyed Peas

La la la la la

 

Hey mama this that sh*t that

Make you groove mama

Get on the floor and

Move your booty moma

We the blast masters

Blasting 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 realli

Make me really feel naunughty

Cutie cutie make sure

You move your booty

Shake that thing like

 

And hey shorty

I know you wanna party

The way your body look realli

Make me really feel naunughty

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 rocking on y'alls boulevards

And looking 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 sh*t

That make you groove mama

Hey get on the floor

And move your booty mama

Yaw we the blast mastas

Blasting up the jamma

Hey so shake your bambama

Come on now mama

Hey mama this that sh*t

That make you groove mama

Hey get on the floor

And move your booty mama

Yaw we the blast mastas

Blasting 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 making 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 rocking on y'alls boulevards

How we rocking 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 sh*t that

Make you groove mama

Yaw get on the floor

And move your booty mama

Wuh we the blast mastas

Blasting up the jamma

Hey so shake your bambama

Come on now mama

Hey mama this that sh*t

That make you groove mama

Hey get on the floor and

Move your booty mama

Yaw we the blast mastas

Blasting up the jamma

 

La la la la la

 

No faking i know you see me shaking

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 come on

Off the richter come on

 

Off the richter off the richter

 

Steady are you ready

 

Hey mama this that sh*t

That make you groove mama

Hey get on the floo

And move your booty mama

Yaw we the blast mastas

Blasting up the jamma

Hey so shake your bambama

Come on now mama

Hey mama this that sh*t

That make you groove mama

Hey get on the floor and

Move your booty mama

Yaw we the blast mastas

Blasting up the jamma

 

La la la la la

 

 

 

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