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Artist: George Michael
Canonical path: /george-michael/hey-mamma
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Hey mamma!
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Hey mamma!
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Chorus:
Hey mama, this is that shit that make you groove,
mama
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
And the way your body look really make me feel naughty
(repeat)
I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty
crew
But everything I do, I do just for you
I'm a little bit of Old, and a bigger bit of New
The true niggers know that the peas come thrue
We never decease, we never die no we never decease
We multiply like we mathematice
And then drop bombs like we in the middle east
The bomb bombas, the base boom dramas
Naw y'all know who we are
Y'all know, we, the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
and, lookin' hard without bodyguards
I do what I can
Y'all come thru will.i.am
And still I stand with still mic in hand
So come on mama (hey) dance to the druma
(repeat chorus)
So shake your bambama, come on now mama
(repeat chorus)
We the big town stompas, and big sound pumpas
The beat bump bumpas in your trunk trunkas
The girl is in the club with the big plump plumpas
And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump hump humps
It never quits we never need to carry 9mm clips
Don't wanna squeeze trigger, just wanna squeeze tits
Cause we the show stoppas
And the chief rockas number one chief rockas
Naw y'all know who we are
Y'all know, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
She be, Fergie, from the crew
BEP, come and take heat, as we take the lead
So come on mama, dance to the druma
(repeatChorus)
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
The way your body look really make me feel naughty
But the race is not for the swift
But for who can endure it
And tippa Irie and the black eyed peas will be there
'Till infiniti, 'till infiniti, 'till infiniti, 'till
infiniti
Black in da house
Nuff a dem shock, nuff sey dem a sting
Everytime you see dem a here bling bling
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