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Hey mamma (dirty) Lyrics by Black Eyed Peas

 

Hey mamma (dirty) by Black Eyed Peas


la la la la la
hey mamma its that sh*t that make you move
momma get on the floor and move ya booty
momma we da blast mastas blastin up the ja....... (fade)
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cute cutie make sure ya move ya booty
shake that thing we in the city of sin
and hey showty i know u wanna party
and the way yo body look make me really feel naughty
cutie cutie make sure ya move ya booty
shake that thing we in the city of sin
and hey showty i know u wanna party
and the way yo body look make me really feel naughty
i gotta naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew
but everything i do i do jus for you
im a lil bit of old and a bigga bit of new
the true niggas know that the peas come through
and neva cease, nawwwww
we neva die no we neva disease, nawwwww
we multiply like we mathmatice
and then drop bombs like we in da middle east
the bomb bombas the bass boom drummas
now yall know, who we are
yall know, we da stars
steady rockin all of yall's boulevards and lookin hard without bodyguards
i do, what i can
w, ill.i.am
and still i stand with still mike in hand
so come on momma dance to the jamma
hey mamma its that sh*t that make ya move
momma get on the floor and move ya booty
momma we da blast mastas blastin out the jamma
so shake ya bum bumma
come on now momma its that sh*t that make ya move
momma get on tha floor and move ya booty
momma we da blast mastas blastin out the jamma
la la la la la
we da big town stompas and big sound pumpas
the beat bump bumps all in ya trunk trunkas
the girlies in the club got the plump lump lumpas
and when im makin love then my hip hump humps and neva quits
nawwwwww
no need to carry 9 millameta clips
nawwwwww
dont wanna squize triggas jus wanna squize tits, lova lova
cause we the show stoppas
and the chief rockas, numba one chief rockas
now yall know, who we are
yall know, we da stars
steady rockin all of yalls boulevards
how we rockin it girl? without body guards
she be, Fergie
from the group, B.E.P
come on take heed as we take the lead
so come on papa dance to the jamma
hey mamma its that sh*t that make ya move
momma get on the floor and move ya booty
momma we the blast mastas blastin up the jamma
nawwwww nawwwww
cutie cutie make sure ya move ya booty
shake that thing we in the city of sin
and hey showty i know u wanna party
the way yo body look make me really feel naughty
but the race is not for the swift
but for who can take over it
and tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be there
till infinity till infinity till infinity till infinity till infinity
blacka da house
thosa them i shock(quite)
thosa them i shock, thosa them i sting
every time you see them i hear bling-bling
oh wut a ting pure mack-a-ling
grinding and winding
and they motha thema movin in perfect timing
and we dance and dance to the dance hall rhythm
and dey really to nice, its finga lickin
like rice and peas and chiken stuffing
hey mamma its that sh*t that make you move
momma get on the floor and move ya booty
momma we da blast mastas blastin out the jamma
so shake ya bum bumma
come on now momma its that sh*t that make ya move
mamma get on the flour and move ya booty
momma we da blast mastas blastin out tha jamma
la la la la la..... (fade)