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Hey Mama (reggaeton remix)<br />by Reggaeton Hey MaMa Mix<br /><br />(la la la la la) <br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama <br />Get on the floor and move your booty, mama <br />We the blast masters blastin' up the jam... <br /> (REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND) <br />Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty <br />Shake that thing on the city of sin, and <br />Hey shorty, I know you wanna party <br />the way your body look get me really feelin' naughty. <br />Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty <br />Shake that thing on the city of sin, and <br />Hey shorty, I know you wanna party <br />the way your body look get me really feelin' naughty. <br />I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew <br />But everything I do, I do just for you <br />I'm a little bit of Ol', and a bigger bit of New <br />The true niggers know that the peas come through <br />We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never decease(NOO) <br />We multiply like we mathamatice <br />Then we drop bombs like we in the middle east <br /> (The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)<br /><br />Naw y'all know, who we are <br />Y'all know, we the stars <br />Steady rockin' all on y'alls boulevards <br />And, lookin' hard without bodygaurds <br />(I do) what I can <br />(W)L.I.AM <br />"H" 'till I stand, with still mic in hand <br />So come on mama, dance to the druma<br /> <br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama <br />(Hey)Get on the floor and move your booty mama <br />(Yaw)We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma <br />(Hey)So shake your bumbama, come on now,<br />Mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama <br />(Girl to get)Get on the floor and move your booty, mama <br />(Yaw)We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma <br /><br />(la la la la la) <br />We the big town stumpas, and and big sound pumpas <br />The beat bump bumps all in your trunk trunkas <br />The girlies in the club got the plump lump plumpas <br />And when I'm makin' love, they're my hip hump humps <br />It never quits(NOOOO), no need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO) <br />Don't wanna squize triggers, just wanna squize tits (Luba Luba)<br />Cause we the show stoppas <br />And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas<br /><br />Naw y'all know, who we are <br />Y'all know, we the stars <br />Steady rockin' all on y'alls boulevard<br />(How we rockin' it girl) Without body guards <br />Now she be, Fergie, from the crew <br />BEP, come and take heed, as we take the lead <br />(So come on papa, dance to the druma) <br /> <br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama <br />(yaw)get on the floor and move your booty, mama <br />(wuh)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma <br /> (NAWWWW, NAWWW) <br />Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty <br />Shake that thing on the city of sin, and <br />Hey shorty, I know you wanna party <br />the way your body look get me really feelin' naughty. <br /> <br />But the race is not for the Swiss <br />But who can En-dure it<br />And Tippa Irie and the Black Eyed Peas will be thheeerre <br />'Till infiniti, 'till infiniti, 'till infiniti, 'till infiniti, 'till infiniti <br /> (Blacka Out)<br /><br />(I'm coming up on you, nofa dim shock)<br />Nosa dima shock, nosa dima sting <br />Everytime you see them, i hear, "bling bling" <br />O wata ting, hear blacka sing <br />grinding, and whining <br />And they might not be ah movin' in ah perfect timing <br />They might dance and dance till they dance all redeem<br />And the way to be nice, if finga licking <br />Like rice and peas and chicken stuffing<br /> <br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama <br />(Yeah)Get on the floor and move your booty mama <br />(Yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma <br />(Woah)so shake your bambama, come on now mama <br />(Girl to get)Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama <br />(Girl to get)Get on the floor and move your booty mama <br />(Yaw)We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma <br /> (la la la la la [fade])
New song lyrics
Hey Mama (reggaeton remix)<br />by Reggaeton Hey MaMa Mix<br /><br />(la la la la la) <br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama <br />Get on the floor and move your booty, mama <br />We the blast masters blastin' up the jam... <br /> (REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND) <br />Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty <br />Shake that thing on the city of sin, and <br />Hey shorty, I know you wanna party <br />the way your body look get me really feelin' naughty. <br />Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty <br />Shake that thing on the city of sin, and <br />Hey shorty, I know you wanna party <br />the way your body look get me really feelin' naughty. <br />I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew <br />But everything I do, I do just for you <br />I'm a little bit of Ol', and a bigger bit of New <br />The true niggers know that the peas come through <br />We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never decease(NOO) <br />We multiply like we mathamatice <br />Then we drop bombs like we in the middle east <br /> (The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)<br /><br />Naw y'all know, who we are <br />Y'all know, we the stars <br />Steady rockin' all on y'alls boulevards <br />And, lookin' hard without bodygaurds <br />(I do) what I can <br />(W)L.I.AM <br />"H" 'till I stand, with still mic in hand <br />So come on mama, dance to the druma<br /> <br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama <br />(Hey)Get on the floor and move your booty mama <br />(Yaw)We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma <br />(Hey)So shake your bumbama, come on now,<br />Mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama <br />(Girl to get)Get on the floor and move your booty, mama <br />(Yaw)We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma <br /><br />(la la la la la) <br />We the big town stumpas, and and big sound pumpas <br />The beat bump bumps all in your trunk trunkas <br />The girlies in the club got the plump lump plumpas <br />And when I'm makin' love, they're my hip hump humps <br />It never quits(NOOOO), no need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO) <br />Don't wanna squize triggers, just wanna squize tits (Luba Luba)<br />Cause we the show stoppas <br />And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas<br /><br />Naw y'all know, who we are <br />Y'all know, we the stars <br />Steady rockin' all on y'alls boulevard<br />(How we rockin' it girl) Without body guards <br />Now she be, Fergie, from the crew <br />BEP, come and take heed, as we take the lead <br />(So come on papa, dance to the druma) <br /> <br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama <br />(yaw)get on the floor and move your booty, mama <br />(wuh)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma <br /> (NAWWWW, NAWWW) <br />Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty <br />Shake that thing on the city of sin, and <br />Hey shorty, I know you wanna party <br />the way your body look get me really feelin' naughty. <br /> <br />But the race is not for the Swiss <br />But who can En-dure it<br />And Tippa Irie and the Black Eyed Peas will be thheeerre <br />'Till infiniti, 'till infiniti, 'till infiniti, 'till infiniti, 'till infiniti <br /> (Blacka Out)<br /><br />(I'm coming up on you, nofa dim shock)<br />Nosa dima shock, nosa dima sting <br />Everytime you see them, i hear, "bling bling" <br />O wata ting, hear blacka sing <br />grinding, and whining <br />And they might not be ah movin' in ah perfect timing <br />They might dance and dance till they dance all redeem<br />And the way to be nice, if finga licking <br />Like rice and peas and chicken stuffing<br /> <br />Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama <br />(Yeah)Get on the floor and move your booty mama <br />(Yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma <br />(Woah)so shake your bambama, come on now mama <br />(Girl to get)Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama <br />(Girl to get)Get on the floor and move your booty mama <br />(Yaw)We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma <br /> (la la la la la [fade])
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