Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Mama

(La la la la la)
Hey mama, that shit that makes you move, mama
Get on the floor and move booty mama
We the blast masters blastin' up the
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Cutie cutie, make sure you move your
Shake that thing we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna
the way your body look really me feel naughty
Cutie cutie, sure you move your booty
Shake thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna
the way body look really make me feel naughty

I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty crew
But everything I do, I do for you
I'm a little bit of Or, and a bit of Nu
The true niggers know the peas come through
We never cease(no), we never die no we disease(no)
We multiply like we
Then we drop bombs we in the middle east
(The bomb bombas, the move dramas)
Naw knaw, who we are
knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls
And, lookin' hot without body
(I do) I can
(Y'all through) will.i.am
And still I stand, with mic in hand
(So come on mama, to the druma)

Hey mama, this that sh*t make you groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove,
(hey)get on the floor and move booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the
(la la la la la)

We the big stumpas, and and big sound pumpas
The beat bump bumpas in trunk trunkas
The girlies in the club the big plump plumpas
And when I'm love, my hip hump humps
It never quits(no) we to carry 9mm clips(no)
Don't wanna squize trigger, just squeeze tits
(lubaluba)cause we the stoppas
And the chief rockas, one chief rockas
Naw knaw, who we are
Y'all knaw, we the
Steady on y'alls boulevards
How we rockin' it girl, without guards
Now she be, Fergie from the crew bep, and take heed, as we take the lead
(so come on bubba, to the druma)

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove,
(yaw)get on the floor and move your mama
(wuh)we the blast mastas blastin' up the
(naw, naw)
cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you party
the way your body look really me feel naughty

But the race is not, for the
But who really can, control of it
And tippa irie and the black peas will be there
Til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til
is ouuuuuut

Nosa dima shock, dima ting
Every time you sit there I hear, bling
O wata ting, hear blacka
Grinding, and
And the be moving in a perfect timing
And we dance and to the end of the thing
And really to nice, it finga akin
Like rice and peas and chicken and

Hey mama, this that sh*t that make you groove,
(hey)get on the and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas up the jamma
(hey)so your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that that make you groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the
(la la la la la)