• Song:

    Hey Mama

  • Artist:

    Black Eyed Peas

Introdu??o:
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(la la la la la)


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Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
            A5         G5                E5
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
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We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma

(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)
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Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
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Shake that thing like the city of sin, and
E5            D5
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
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the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty
E5             G5
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
B5                          A5     G5
Shake that thing like the city of sin, and
E5            D5
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
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the way your body look really make me feel nauuughty
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I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew
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But everything I do, I do just for you
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Im a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of Nu
      E5          G5              E5
The true ni**** know that the peas come thru

We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never decease (NOO)

We multiply like we mathamatice

Then we drop bombs like we in the middle east

(The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)
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Naw y'all knaw, who we are
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y'all knaw, we the stars
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Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards

And, lookin' hard without bodygaurds
 B5 A5
(I do) what I can
  B5  G5
(Y'all come thru)will.i.am

And still I stand, with still mic in hand

(So come on mama, dance to the drama)
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Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
                 A5        G5                E5
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
                     B5                     E5
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
E5             G5              E5           G5
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama


   E5                 G5                          B5
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
            A5         G5                E5
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
                D5                     E5
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma

(la la la la la)
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We the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas
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The beat bump bumps in your trunk trunkas
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The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas
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And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps

It never quits(NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO)

Dont wanna squeeze trigger, just wanna squeeze t*ts

(lubaluba)cause we the show stoppas

And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas
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Naw y'all knaw, who we are
    A5  G5
y'all knaw, we the stars

Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards

How we rockin' it girl, without body guards
     B5  G5
Now she be, Fergie, from the crew
 A5 G5
B.E.P., come and take heed, as we take the lead

(so come on papa, dance to the drama)


E5                    G5                          B5
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
                 A5        G5                E5
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
                     B5                     E5
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma

(NAWWWW, NAWWW)


E5             G5
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
B5                          A5     G5
Shake that thing like the city of sin, and
E5            D5
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
E5                             G5              E5
the way your body look really make me feel nauuughty


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But the race is not, for the swift
      B5                A5   G5 
But who really can, take control of it

And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre

til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti

Blacka is in da house...
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Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting
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everytime you sit there i hear, bling bling

O wata ting, hear blacka sing

grinding, and winding
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and the madda be moving in a perfect timing
B5                   A5  G5                  E5
and we dance and dance to the dancehall riddim

and we're really to nice, it finga lickin'

like rice and peas and chicken stuffing
E5                    G5                          B5
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
                 A5        G5                E5
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
                     B5                     E5
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
E5             G5              E5           G5
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama


   E5                 G5                          B5
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
            A5         G5                E5
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
                D5                     E5
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma

(la la la la la)fade.
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