Hey Mama Karaoke - Black Eyed Peas

This title is a cover version of Hey Mama as made famous by Black Eyed Peas

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With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Same as the original tempo: 100 BPM

In the same key as the original: Em

The song begins a capella

Duration: 03:37 - Sample at: 00:59

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Release date: 2004
Genres: R&B, In English
Original songwriter: Will.i.am, Anthony Henry, Irie Tippa

All files available for download are backing tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics Hey Mama

Lah lah lah lah lah

Hey mama, this that shit that make you move mama

Get on the floor and move your booty mama

We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma

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

In the way your body look it 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

In the way your body look it 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 Nu

The true niggas know that the Peas come thru

We never cease we never die no

We never decease we multiply like we mathamatice

And then drop bombs like we in the middle east

Naw y'all know, who we are

Who we are we the stars y'all knaw, we the stars

Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards

And lookin' hard without bodyguards

I do what I can

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

Get on the floor and move your booty mama

We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma

So shake your bambama come on now mama

This that shit that make you groove, mama

Get on the floor and move your booty mama

We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma

Lah lah lah lah lah

We the big town stumpas and big sound pumpas

The beat bump bumpas in your trunk trunkas

The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas

And when I'm makin' love yeah my hip hump humps

It never quits no need to carry nine millimeter clips

Don't wanna squize trigger just wanna squize tits

'Cos we the show stoppas and the chief rockas number one chief rockas

Naw y'all knaw, who we are

Who we are y'all knaw, we the stars we the stars

Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards

How we rockin' it girl

Without body guards she be, from the crew

Fergie, 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

Get on the floor and move your booty mama

We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma

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

In the way your body look it make me really feel naughty

Oh but the race is not for the swift

Oh but who can take control of it

And tippa irie and the Black

Eyed Peas will be there

'Till infinity, 'till infinity 'till infinity, 'till infinity 'till infinity - - -

Nosa dima shock nosa dima sing

Everytime you see them

I hear, bling bling

O wata ting, hear blacka blink 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 stuffing

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama

Get on the floor and move your booty mama

We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma

So shake your bambama come on now mama

This that shit that make you groove, mama

Get on the floor and move your booty mama

We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma

Lah lah lah lah lah

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