Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Mama

(La la la la la)
Hey mama, it's that shit that you move, mama
Get on the floor and your booty mama
We the blast masters up the jamma
(REWIND)
cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you party
the way your look really make me feel naughty
Cutie cutie, make sure you move booty
Shake that thing 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 bit of Or, and a bigger bit of Nu
The true know that the peas come through
We never cease(no), we never die no we disease(no)
We like we mathematics
Then we drop bombs like we in the middle
(The bombas, the base move dramas)
Naw knaw, who we are
Y'all knaw, we the
rockin' on y'alls boulevards
And, lookin' hot without body
(I do) I can
(Y'all through) will.i.am
And still I stand, with still mic in
(So come on mama, to the druma)

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

We the big town stumpas, and and big pumpas
The beat bump in your trunk trunkas
The girlies in the club with the big plumpas
And I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps
It never quits(no) we need to 9mm clips(no)
Don't squize trigger, just wanna squeeze tits
(lubaluba)cause we the show
And the chief rockas, number one rockas
Naw knaw, who we are
knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls
How we rockin' it girl, body guards
Now she be, Fergie from the crew bep, and take heed, as we take the lead
(so on bubba, dance to the druma)

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

But the is not, for the Swiss
But who really can, take of it
And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be
Til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til
is ouuuuuut

Nosa shock, nosa dima ting
time you sit there I hear, bling 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 that make you groove, mama
(hey)get on the and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas up the jamma
(hey)so shake bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this shit that make you groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas up the jamma
(la la la la la)