Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Mama

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

I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty crew
But I do, I do just for you
I'm a bit of Or, and a bigger bit of Nu
The true niggers know that the come through
We never cease(no), we never die no we disease(no)
We multiply like we
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
Steady rockin' on y'alls
And, hot without body guards
(I do) I can
(Y'all through) will.i.am
And still I stand, still mic in hand
(So on mama, dance to the druma)

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

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

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

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

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

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