[{"id":11537162,"name":"The Black Eyed Peas - Hey Mama","trackName":"The Black Eyed Peas - Hey Mama","artistName":"Black Eyed Peas","albumName":"Black Eyed Peas","duration":235.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"La, la, la, la, la\n\nHey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\nGet on the floor and move your booty, mama\nWe the blast masters blastin' up the jamma\n(Rewind)\n\nCutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty\nShake that ting inna di city of sin, and\nHey shorty, I know you wanna party\nThe way your body look, it make me really feel naughty\n\nCutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty\nShake that ting inna di city of sin, and\nHey shorty, I know you wanna party\nThe way your body look, it make me really feel naughty\n\nI got a naughty, naughty style and a naughty, naughty crew\nBut everything I do, I do just for you\nI'm a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of new\nThe true niggers know that the Peas come through\nWe'll never cease (nah)\nWe 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millimeter clips (nah)\nDon't wanna squize trigger, just wanna squeeze tits\n(Lover, lover) 'Cause we the show stoppers\nAnd the chief rockers, number one chief rockers\n\nNow, y'all know, who we are\nY'all know, we the stars\nSteady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards\nHow we rockin' it girl, without bodyguards\nShe be (Fergie) from the crew (BEP)\nCome and take heed, as we take the lead\n(So come on papa, dance to the drummer)\n\nHey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\nGet on the floor and move your booty, mama\nWe the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma\n(Naw, naw)\n\nCutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty\nShake that ting inna di city of sin, and\nHey shorty, I know you wanna party\nThe way your body look, it make me really feel naughty\n\nBut the race is not, for the swift\nBut for who can, take control of it\nAnd Tippa Irie and the Black Eyed Peas will be there\n'Til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity\nTippa is out\n\nKcohs a med a ffun, nuff a dem a shock\nNuff a dem a shock, nuff a dem a sting\nEvery time you see dem appear bling-bling\nOh what a ting, pure modeling\nGrinding, and winding\nAnd the madda dem a move inna perfect timing\nDem a dance and dance to di dancehall riddim\nAnd di way di tune nice, it finga-licking\nLike rice and peas and chicken stuffing\n\nHey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\nGet on the floor and move your booty, mama\nWe the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma\nSo shake your bambama, come on now mama\n\nHey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\nGet on the floor and move your booty, mama\nWe the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma\nLa, la, la, la, la","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.57] La, la, la, la, la\n[00:12.24] Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\n[00:15.40] Get on the floor and move your booty, mama\n[00:17.94] We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma\n[00:20.40] (Rewind)\n[00:22.02] Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty\n[00:24.73] Shake that ting inna di city of sin, and\n[00:26.75] Hey shorty, I know you wanna party\n[00:29.45] The way your body look, it make me really feel naughty\n[00:31.82] Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty\n[00:34.27] Shake that ting inna di city of sin, and\n[00:35.68] Hey shorty, I know you wanna party\n[00:38.47] The way your body look, it make me really feel naughty\n[00:41.10] I got a naughty, naughty style and a naughty, naughty crew\n[00:43.87] But everything I do, I do just for you\n[00:45.76] I'm a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of new\n[00:51.08] The true niggers know that the Peas come through\n[00:51.74] We'll never cease (nah)\n[00:52.62] We never die, no, we never decease (nah)\n[00:54.32] We multiply like we mathamatise\n[00:55.28] And then we drop bombs like we in the Middle East\n[00:56.77] (The bomb bomba's, the base boom dramas)\n[01:00.74] Now y'all know, who we are\n[01:03.37] Y'all know, we the stars\n[01:05.55] Steady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards\n[01:06.74] And, lookin' hard without bodyguards\n[01:08.51] (I do) what I can\n[01:09.27] (W) ill-I-am\n[01:10.01] And still I stand, with still mic in hand\n[01:10.98] (So come on mama, dance to the drama)\n[01:17.24] Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\n[01:22.18] Get on the floor and move your booty, mama\n[01:25.02] We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma\n[01:27.74] So shake your bambama, come on now, mama\n[01:29.73] Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\n[01:32.11] Get on the floor and move your booty mama\n[01:34.57] We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma (wow)\n[01:37.26] La, la, la, la, la\n[01:39.25] We the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas\n[01:41.11] The beat bump bumps in your trunk trunkas\n[01:42.28] The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas\n[01:43.92] And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps\n[01:45.10] It never quits (nah)\n[01:49.63] No need to carry nine millimeter clips (nah)\n[01:51.63] Don't wanna squize trigger, just wanna squeeze tits\n[01:53.88] (Lover, lover) 'Cause we the show stoppers\n[01:56.99] And the chief rockers, number one chief rockers\n[01:58.50] Now, y'all know, who we are\n[02:00.61] Y'all know, we the stars\n[02:02.42] Steady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards\n[02:04.02] How we rockin' it girl, without bodyguards\n[02:05.21] She be (Fergie) from the crew (BEP)\n[02:07.80] Come and take heed, as we take the lead\n[02:08.97] (So come on papa, dance to the drummer)\n[02:17.66] Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\n[02:19.84] Get on the floor and move your booty, mama\n[02:22.72] We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma\n[02:25.18] (Naw, naw)\n[02:26.82] Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty\n[02:38.83] Shake that ting inna di city of sin, and\n[02:41.15] Hey shorty, I know you wanna party\n[02:43.75] The way your body look, it make me really feel naughty\n[02:46.51] But the race is not, for the swift\n[02:57.95] But for who can, take control of it\n[03:06.59] And Tippa Irie and the Black Eyed Peas will be there\n[03:07.23] 'Til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity\n[03:08.56] Tippa is out\n[03:09.75] Kcohs a med a ffun, nuff a dem a shock\n[03:11.89] Nuff a dem a shock, nuff a dem a sting\n[03:12.42] Every time you see dem appear bling-bling\n[03:13.57] Oh what a ting, pure modeling\n[03:14.28] Grinding, and winding\n[03:15.36] And the madda dem a move inna perfect timing\n[03:16.47] Dem a dance and dance to di dancehall riddim\n[03:17.61] And di way di tune nice, it finga-licking\n[03:18.78] Like rice and peas and chicken stuffing\n[03:19.84] Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\n[03:20.90] Get on the floor and move your booty, mama\n[03:21.48] We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma\n[03:22.76] So shake your bambama, come on now mama\n[03:23.62] Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\n[03:24.60] Get on the floor and move your booty, mama\n[03:25.35] We the 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make you groove, mama\n  Get on the floor and move your booty mama\n  We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma (wow)\n  La, la, la, la, la\n\n  We the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas\n  The beat bump bumps in your trunk trunkas\n  The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas\n  And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps\n  It never quits (nah)\n  No need to carry nine millimeter clips (nah)\n  Don't wanna squize trigger, just wanna squeeze tits\n  (Lover, lover) 'Cause we the show stoppers\n  And the chief rockers, number one chief rockers\n\n  Now, y'all know, who we are\n  Y'all know, we the stars\n  Steady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards\n  How we rockin' it girl, without bodyguards\n  She be (Fergie) from the crew (BEP)\n  Come and take heed, as we take the lead\n  (So come on papa, dance to the drummer)\n\n  Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\n  Get on the floor and move your booty, mama\n  We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma\n  (Naw, 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everything I do, I do just for you\nI'm a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of new\nThe true niggers know that the Peas come through\nWe'll never cease (nah)\nWe never die, no, we never decease (nah)\nWe multiply like we mathamatise\nAnd then we drop bombs like we in the Middle East\n(The bomb bomba's, the base boom dramas)\n\nNow y'all know, who we are\nY'all know, we the stars\nSteady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards\nAnd, lookin' hard without bodyguards\n(I do) what I can\n(W) ill-I-am\nAnd still I stand, with still mic in hand\n(So come on mama, dance to the drama)\n\nHey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\nGet on the floor and move your booty, mama\nWe the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma\nSo shake your bambama, come on now, mama\n\nHey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\nGet on the floor and move your booty mama\nWe the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma (wow)\nLa, la, la, la, la\n\nWe the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas\nThe beat bump bumps 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party\n[02:43.75] The way your body look, it make me really feel naughty\n[02:46.51] But the race is not, for the swift\n[02:57.95] But for who can, take control of it\n[03:06.59] And Tippa Irie and the Black Eyed Peas will be there\n[03:07.23] 'Til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity\n[03:08.56] Tippa is out\n[03:09.75] Kcohs a med a ffun, nuff a dem a shock\n[03:11.89] Nuff a dem a shock, nuff a dem a sting\n[03:12.42] Every time you see dem appear bling-bling\n[03:13.57] Oh what a ting, pure modeling\n[03:14.28] Grinding, and winding\n[03:15.36] And the madda dem a move inna perfect timing\n[03:16.47] Dem a dance and dance to di dancehall riddim\n[03:17.61] And di way di tune nice, it finga-licking\n[03:18.78] Like rice and peas and chicken stuffing\n[03:19.84] Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\n[03:20.90] Get on the floor and move your booty, mama\n[03:21.48] We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma\n[03:22.76] So shake your 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wanna party\nThe way your body look, it make me really feel naughty\n\nI got a naughty, naughty style and a naughty, naughty crew\nBut everything I do, I do just for you\nI'm a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of new\nThe true niggers know that the Peas come through\nWe'll never cease (nah)\nWe never die, no, we never decease (nah)\nWe multiply like we mathamatise\nAnd then we drop bombs like we in the Middle East\n(The bomb bomba's, the base boom dramas)\n\nNow y'all know, who we are\nY'all know, we the stars\nSteady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards\nAnd, lookin' hard without bodyguards\n(I do) what I can\n(W) ill-I-am\nAnd still I stand, with still mic in hand\n(So come on mama, dance to the drama)\n\nHey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\nGet on the floor and move your booty, mama\nWe the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma\nSo shake your bambama, come on now, mama\n\nHey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\nGet on the floor and move your booty mama\nWe 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number one chief rockers\n\nNow, y'all know, who we are\nY'all know, we the stars\nSteady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards\nHow we rockin' it girl, without bodyguards\nShe be (Fergie) from the crew (BEP)\nCome and take heed, as we take the lead\n(So come on papa, dance to the drummer)\n\nHey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\nGet on the floor and move your booty, mama\nWe the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma\n(Naw, naw)\n\nCutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty\nShake that ting inna di city of sin, and\nHey shorty, I know you wanna party\nThe way your body look, it make me really feel naughty\n\nBut the race is not, for the swift\nBut for who can, take control of it\nAnd Tippa Irie and the Black Eyed Peas will be there\n'Til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity, 'til infinity\nTippa is out\n\nKcohs a med a ffun, nuff a dem a shock\nNuff a dem a shock, nuff a dem a sting\nEvery time you see dem appear bling-bling\nOh what a ting, pure 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We the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas\n  The beat bump bumps in your trunk trunkas\n  The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas\n  And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps\n  It never quits (nah)\n  No need to carry nine millimeter clips (nah)\n  Don't wanna squize trigger, just wanna squeeze tits\n  (Lover, lover) 'Cause we the show stoppers\n  And the chief rockers, number one chief rockers\n\n  Now, y'all know, who we are\n  Y'all know, we the stars\n  Steady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards\n  How we rockin' it girl, without bodyguards\n  She be (Fergie) from the crew (BEP)\n  Come and take heed, as we take the lead\n  (So come on papa, dance to the drummer)\n\n  Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\n  Get on the floor and move your booty, mama\n  We the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma\n  (Naw, naw)\n\n  Cutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty\n  Shake that ting inna di city of sin, and\n  Hey shorty, I know you wanna party\n  The way your 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the big plump plumpas\nAnd when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps\nIt never quits (nah)\nNo need to carry nine millimeter clips (nah)\nDon't wanna squize trigger, just wanna squeeze tits\n(Lover, lover) 'Cause we the show stoppers\nAnd the chief rockers, number one chief rockers\n\nNow, y'all know, who we are\nY'all know, we the stars\nSteady rockin' all of y'alls boulevards\nHow we rockin' it girl, without bodyguards\nShe be (Fergie) from the crew (BEP)\nCome and take heed, as we take the lead\n(So come on papa, dance to the drummer)\n\nHey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama\nGet on the floor and move your booty, mama\nWe the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma\n(Naw, naw)\n\nCutie, cutie, make sure you move your booty\nShake that ting inna di city of sin, and\nHey shorty, I know you wanna party\nThe way your body look, it make me really feel naughty\n\nBut the race is not, for the swift\nBut for who can, take control of it\nAnd Tippa Irie and the Black Eyed Peas will be 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