ฟังเพลงHey Mama

Hey Mama (Album Version) - The Black Eyed Peas

Lyrics by：William Adams/Anthony Henry

Composed by：William Adams/Anthony Henry

Fergie：

La la la la la la

will.i.am：

Hey mama this that s**t that make you move mama

Get on the floor and move your booty mama

We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma

REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND

Tippa Irie：

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 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

And the way your body lookin' really make me feel naughty

will.i.am：

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 little bit of new

The true n***as know that the Peas come through

We never cease

No

We never die no we never deceased

No

We multiply like we mathematise

And then drop bombs like we in the Middle East

The bomb bomba's the base boom dramas

Now y'all know who we are

Y'all know we the stars

Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards

And lookin' hard without bodyguards

I do

What I can

W

I'll-I-am

And still I stand with still mic in hand

So come on mama dance to the drama

Hey mama this that s**t 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

This that s**t that make you groove mama

Hey

Get on the floor and move your booty mama

Yaw

We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma

Whoa

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 got the plump plump plumpas

And when I'm makin' love my hip hump humps

It never quits

No

We need to carry nine millimeter clips

No

Don't wanna squeeze trigger just wanna squeeze tits

Lova lova

'Cause we the show stoppas

And the chief rockas number one chief rockas

will.i.am/Fergie：

Now y'all know

Who we are

Y'all know

We the stars

Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevard

How we rockin' it girl

Without bodyguards

She be

Fergie

From the crew

BEP

Come and take heed as we take the lead

So come on bubba dance to the drummer

will.i.am：

Hey mama this that s**t that make you groove mama

Hey

Get on the floor and move your booty mama

Yaw

We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma

Naw nawy

Tippa Irie：

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 feel naughty

Tippa Irie/will.i.am：

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 there

'Til infinity 'til infinity 'til infinity 'til infinity 'til infinity

Tippa is out

Tippa Irie：

Kcohs a med a ffun Nuff a dem a shock

Nuff a dem a shock nuff a dem a sting

Every time you see dem appear bling bling

Oh what a ting Pure modeling

Grinding and winding

And the madda dem a move inna perfect timing

Dem a dance and dance to di dancehall riddim

And di way di tune nice it finga-licking

Like rice and peas and chicken stuffing

will.i.am：

Hey mama this that s**t 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

This that s**t that make you groove mama

Get on the floor and move your booty mama

Yaw

We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma

Whoa

La la la la la