Hey Mama

La la la la la Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama Get on the floor and move your booty, mama We the blast mastas blastin' out the ja, rewind 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 look You 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 And the way your body look You 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 new The true people know that the Peas come through We never cease, we never die, no, we never decease We multiply like we mathematics And then drop bombs 'cuz we shake it to the beat The bomb bombas, the bass boom drummas (Now ya'll know) Who we are (Ya'll know) We da stars Steady rockin' all ya'lls boulevards And lookin' hard without body guards (I do) What I can Apl do (W)WILL.I.AM And still I stand, with still mic in hand So come on mama, dance to the drumma Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama Get on the floor and move your booty, mama We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma So shake ya bum bumma C'mon now, mama (Hey) This that beat that make you groove, mama Get on the floor and move your booty, mama We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma (Wha?) 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, then my hip hump-humps It never quits(NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO) Dont wanna squize trigger, just wanna squize t*ts (lubaluba)cause we the show stoppas And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas (Now ya'll know) Who we are (Ya'll know) We da stars Steady rockin' all ya'lls boulevards (How we rockin' it girl?) Without body guards (She be) Fergie (From the crew) BEP Come on take heat az we take the lead So come on papa, hey, dance to the drama Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama Get on the floor and move your booty, mama We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma, no, no Cutie, cutie, make sure your 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 look, you make me really feel naughty 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 Till infinity, till infinity, till infinity, till infinity.. Tippa is out 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 we're really to nice, it finga akin Like rice and peas and chicken and bling 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 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) [fades]