Laguna Beach movie

Laguna Beach movie - Hey Mama lyrics

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Song by Black Eyed Peas<br /><br>

(La la la la la)<br>

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br>

Get on the floor and move your booty moma<br>

We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma<br>

(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)<br>

Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty<br>

Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and<br>

Hey shorty, I know you wanna party<br>

the way your body look realli make me really feel naunughty<br>

Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty<br>

Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and<br>

Hey shorty, I know you wanna party<br>

the way your body look realli make me really feel naunughty<br>

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I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew<br>

But everything I do, I do just for you<br>

I'm a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of Nu<br>

The true niggers know that the peas come thru<br>

We never cease (NOO), we never die no we never decease (NOO)<br>

We multiply like we mathamatice<br>

Then we drop bombs like we in the middle east<br>

(The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)<br>

Naw y'all knaw, who we are<br>

y'all knaw, we the stars<br>

Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards<br>

And, lookin' hard without bodygaurds<br>

(I do) what I can<br>

(Y'all come thru) will.i.am<br>

And still I stand, with still mic in hand<br>

(So come on mama, dance to the drama)<br>

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Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br>

(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama<br>

(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma<br>

(Hey) so shake your bambama, come on now mama<br>

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br>

(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama<br>

(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma<br>

(La la la la la)<br>

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We the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas<br>

The beat bump bumps in your trunk trunkas<br>

The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas<br>

And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps<br>

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

Don't wanna squize trigger, just wanna squize t*ts<br>

(Lubaluba) cause we the show stoppas<br>

And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas<br>

Naw y'all knaw, who we are<br>

y'all knaw, we the stars<br>

Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards<br>

How we rockin' it girl, without body guards<br>

Now she be, Fergie, from the crew<br>

B.E.P., come and take heed, as we take the lead<br>

(So come on papa, dance to the drama)<br>

<br>

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br>

(Yaw) get on the floor and move your booty mama<br>

(Wuh) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma<br>

(NAWWWW, NAWWW)<br>

Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty<br>

Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and<br>

no fakin I know you see me shakin' <br>

and the way I break it down I got the whole world quakin<br>

Off the Richter, off the Richter, off the Richter, <br>

off the Richter, off the Richter, off the Richter steady are you ready.<br>

<br>

Hey shorty, I know you wanna party<br>

the way your body look realli make me really feel naunughty<br>

<br>

But the race is not, for the swift<br>

But who really can, take control of it<br>

And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre<br>

til infinity, til infinity, til infinity, til infinity, til infinity<br>

Tippa is onuunuut<br>

<br>

Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting<br>

everytime you sit there I hear, bling bling<br>

O wata ting, hear blacka sing<br>

grinding, and winding<br>

and the madda be moving in a perfect timing<br>

and we dance and dance to the dancehall riddim<br>

and we're really to nice, it finga lickin'<br>

like rice and peas and chicken stuffing<br>

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Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br>

(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama<br>

(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma<br>

(Hey) so shake your bambama, come on now mama<br>

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama<br>

(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama<br>

(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma<br>

(La la la la la [fade])<br>

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