Biografia:
The Black Eyed Peas é uma banda de hip-hop que começou seu trabalho em Los Angeles, EUA, em 1989, e desde então conquistaram muitos ouvintes. Venderam 29 milhões de discos.
Tudo começou, em Los Angeles em 1989, quando will.i.am e Apl.de.ap se conheceram na adolescência e fundaram um grupo de dança break, o Tribal Nation.
Depois de um certo tempo, decidiram parar de apenas dançar e começar a cantar. Daí nasceu o Atban Klann, com o qual Will e Apl assinaram um contrato com a Ruthless Records, com o selo do rapper Eazy E.
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Outras músicas:
- Meet Me Halfway
- Alive
- Apl Song
- Big Love
- Boom Boom Pow
- Dont Lie
- Dont Phunk With My Heart
- Electric City
- Gone Going
- Hey Mama
- I Gotta Feeling
- Imma Be
- Just Cant Get Enough
- Lets Get It Started
- Now Generation
- One Tribe Acoustic
- Pump It
- Ring The Alarm Pt1 Pt2 Pt3
- Rock That Body
- Shut Up
- Someday
- Street Livin
- The Time Dirty Bit
- Whenever
- Where Is The Love
- Wheresthelove
- Yes We Can
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
hey mama is a great song! although you may not hear them much in the song, here are the chords to it.
let me know if you like it!
"Hey Mama"
intro chords
E G B A G E D E
(la la la la la)
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
D E
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)
E G
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
B A G
Shake that thing like the city of sin, and
E D
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
E G E
the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty
E G
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
B A G
Shake that thing like the city of sin, and
E D
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
E G E
the way your body look really make me feel nauuughty
E G
I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew
B A G
But everything I do, I do just for you
E D E
Im a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of Nu
E G E
The true ni**** know that the peas come thru
We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never decease (NOO)
We multiply like we mathamatice
Then we drop bombs like we in the middle east
(The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)
B A
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
A G
y'all knaw, we the stars
G G
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
And, lookin' hard without bodygaurds
B A
(I do) what I can
B G
(Y'all come thru)will.i.am
And still I stand, with still mic in hand
(So come on mama, dance to the drama)
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
B E
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
E G E G
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
D E
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la)
E G
We the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas
B E
The beat bump bumps in your trunk trunkas
E D E G
The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas
E D E G
And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps
It never quits(NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO)
Dont wanna squeeze trigger, just wanna squeeze t*ts
(lubaluba)cause we the show stoppas
And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas
B G
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
A G
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
How we rockin' it girl, without body guards
B G
Now she be, Fergie, from the crew
A G
B.E.P., come and take heed, as we take the lead
(so come on papa, dance to the drama)
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
B E
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(NAWWWW, NAWWW)
E G
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
B A G
Shake that thing like the city of sin, and
E D
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
E G E
the way your body look really make me feel nauuughty
E G
But the race is not, for the swift
B A G
But who really can, take control of it
And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre
til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti
Blacka is in da house...
E G
Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting
B A G
everytime you sit there i hear, bling bling
O wata ting, hear blacka sing
grinding, and winding
E G
and the madda be moving in a perfect timing
B A G E
and we dance and dance to the dancehall riddim
and we're really to nice, it finga lickin'
like rice and peas and chicken stuffing
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
B E
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
E G E G
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
D E
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la)fade.
that's it! hope you enjoy.
let me know if you like it!
"Hey Mama"
intro chords
E G B A G E D E
(la la la la la)
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
D E
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)
E G
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
B A G
Shake that thing like the city of sin, and
E D
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
E G E
the way your body look realli make me feel nauuughty
E G
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
B A G
Shake that thing like the city of sin, and
E D
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
E G E
the way your body look really make me feel nauuughty
E G
I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew
B A G
But everything I do, I do just for you
E D E
Im a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of Nu
E G E
The true ni**** know that the peas come thru
We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never decease (NOO)
We multiply like we mathamatice
Then we drop bombs like we in the middle east
(The bomb bombas, the base move dramas)
B A
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
A G
y'all knaw, we the stars
G G
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
And, lookin' hard without bodygaurds
B A
(I do) what I can
B G
(Y'all come thru)will.i.am
And still I stand, with still mic in hand
(So come on mama, dance to the drama)
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
B E
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
E G E G
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
D E
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la)
E G
We the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas
B E
The beat bump bumps in your trunk trunkas
E D E G
The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas
E D E G
And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps
It never quits(NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO)
Dont wanna squeeze trigger, just wanna squeeze t*ts
(lubaluba)cause we the show stoppas
And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas
B G
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
A G
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
How we rockin' it girl, without body guards
B G
Now she be, Fergie, from the crew
A G
B.E.P., come and take heed, as we take the lead
(so come on papa, dance to the drama)
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
B E
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(NAWWWW, NAWWW)
E G
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
B A G
Shake that thing like the city of sin, and
E D
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
E G E
the way your body look really make me feel nauuughty
E G
But the race is not, for the swift
B A G
But who really can, take control of it
And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be thhhheeerre
til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti
Blacka is in da house...
E G
Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting
B A G
everytime you sit there i hear, bling bling
O wata ting, hear blacka sing
grinding, and winding
E G
and the madda be moving in a perfect timing
B A G E
and we dance and dance to the dancehall riddim
and we're really to nice, it finga lickin'
like rice and peas and chicken stuffing
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
B E
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
E G E G
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
E G B
Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama
A G E
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
D E
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la)fade.
that's it! hope you enjoy.
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