Letra de Hey Mama (Jimmy Remix)
La, la, la, la, la Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama Get on the floor and move your booty mamaWe the blast masters blastin' up the jammaCutie 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 really feel naughtyCutie 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 really feel naughtyI 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 (nah) We never die no we never decease (nah) 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 rockin' on y'alls boulevards And, lookin' hard without bodyguards(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 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 mamaHey 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 jammaLa, la, la, la, laWe 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 makin' love, my hip hump humps It never quits (nah) We need to carry 9mm clips (nah) Don't wanna squize trigger, just wanna squeeze tits (Lubaluba) 'cause we the show stoppas And the chief rockas Number one chief rockasNaw y'all knaw, who we are Y'all knaw, we the stars Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards How we rockin' it girl, without bodyguards 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 shit that make you groove, mama (Yaw) get on the floor and move your booty mama (Wuh) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma (Naw, naw)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 naughtyBut the race is not, for the Swiss But who really can, take control of it And Tippa Irie And the Black Eyed Peas will be thereTill infinity, till infinity, till infinity Till infinity, till infinity Tippa is outNosa 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 dancehall riddim And we're really to nice, it finga lickin' Like rice and peas and chicken stuffingHey 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 mamaHey 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 jammaLa, la, la, la, la