Punk5 - Hey Mamma(Punk5 Version) lyrics
rate mela la la la la)<br />
Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you move, 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 feel nauuughty<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 feel nauuughty<br />
<br />
I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew<br />
But everything I do, I do just for you<br />
Im a little bit of Or, and a bigger bit of Nu<br />
The true n*ggers know that the peas come thru<br />
We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never disease(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' hot 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 druma)<br />
<br />
Hey mama, this that sh*t 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 sh*t 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 />
<br />
We the big town stumpas, and and big sound pumpas<br />
The beat bump bumpas 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 />
Dont 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, its dirty, from the crew<br />
BET, come and take heed, as we take the lead<br />
(so come on bubba, dance to the druma)<br />
<br />
Hey mama, this that sh*t 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 />
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party<br />
the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty<br />
<br />
But the race is not, for the swiss<br />
But who really can, take control of it<br />
And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre<br />
til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti<br />
Tippa is ouuuuuut<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 end of the thing<br />
and we're really to nice, it finga akin<br />
like rice and peas and chicken and bling<br />
<br />
Hey mama, this that sh*t 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 sh*t 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*)
