Black Eyed Peas — Hey Mama | караоке з текстом пісні

Hey, mama. This that beat that make you groove, mama. Get on the floor and move your booty, mama. We the blast masters blasting up the jama. Rewind. Cutie, cutie. Make sure you move your booty. Shake that thing inna di city of sin. Hey, shorty. I know you wanna party. Yeah, the way your body looking make me really feel naughty. Cutie, cutie. Make sure you move your booty. Shake that thing inna di city of sin. Hey, shorty. I know you wanna party. Yeah, the way your body looking make me really feel naughty. I got a natty nappy style and a natty nappy crew. But everything I do, I do just for you. I'm a little bit of to old and a big of it to new. The true people know that the peas come through and never cease. No. We never die, no, we never decease. No. We multiply like we mathematices and then drop bombs 'cause you're shaking to the beat. The boom bummers, the bass boom drummers. Now y'all know who we are. Y'all know we the stars, steady rocking all of y'alls boulevards and looking hard without bodyguards. I do what I can. W-Ill-I-Am and still I stand with steel mic in hand. So come on, mama. Hey. Let's hear the drummer. Hey, mama. This that beat that make you groove, mama. Get on the floor and move your booty, mama. Yeah. We the blast masters blasting the pajama. So shake your boom bumma. Come on now, mama. Hey. This that beat that make you groove, mama. Get on the floor and move your booty, mama. Yeah. We the blast masters blasting the pajama. What? La-la-la-la-la. We the big town stompers and big sound pumpers. The beat bump-bumps all in your trunk-trunkers. The girlies in the club got the plump lump lovers. And when I'm making love, then my hip hump-humps. It never quits. No. I don't discriminate. I please chicks. No. Asian, Caucasian, Black. I squeeze. I never, ever... 'Cause we the show stoppers and the chief rockers, number one chief rockers. Now y'all know who we are. Y'all know we the stars, steady rocking all of y'alls boulevards. How we rocking it, girl? Without bodyguards. She be Fergie from the cool B-E-P. Come on, take heed as we take the lead. So come on, papa. Hey. Let's hear the drummer. Hey, mama. This that beat that make you groove, mama. Get on the floor and move your booty, mama. Yeah. We the blast masters blasting the pajama. So shake your boom bumma. Come on now, mama. Hey. This that beat that make you groove, mama. Get on the floor and move your booty, mama. Yeah. We the blast masters blasting the pajama. No. No. Cutie, cutie. Make sure you move your booty. Shake that thing inna di city of sin. Hey, shorty. I know you wanna party. Yeah, the way your body looking make me really feel naughty. Cutie, cutie. Make sure you move your booty. Shake that thing inna di city of sin. Love-making. I know you see me shaking and the way I break it down, I got the whole earth quaking. Off the Richter. Off the Richter. Off the Richter. Off the Richter. Off the Richter. Off the Richter. Off the Richter. Off the Richter. Steady. Are you ready? We're the B-Figures. Also the B-Boy breakers, the boom-bap maker and the party heavy weighters. We break it on down for the mamas with the shakers. Come on, do it. Do it. Come on, do it. We're the soul motivator, the mind stimulator, tools for the DJs with the cross-fader. So get on the floor and move your body. All y'all ready to party? Hey, mama. This that beat that make you groove, mama. Get on the floor and move your booty, mama. Yeah. We the blast masters blasting the pajama. So shake your boom bumma. Come on now, mama. Hey. This that beat that make you groove, mama. Get on the floor and move your booty, mama. Yeah. We the blast masters blasting the pajama. What? La-la-la-la-la. Cutie, cutie. Hey, shorty. Cutie, cutie. Hey, shorty.