Altijd Heb Ik Je Lief lyrics

 
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Artist(s)Clouseau
Album(s)  -

(la la la la la)
Hey mama, this that shit that make you move, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(REEEEEEEWIIIIIIND)
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin,
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look at me make me really feel nauuughty

Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin,
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
the way your body look really make me feel nauuughty

I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew
But everything I do, I do just for you
Im a little bit of old, and a bigger bit of new
The true people 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)
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
And, lookin' hard without bodygaurds
(I do) what I can
(model you)will.i.am
And still I stand, with still mic in hand
(So come on mama, dance to the drama)

Hey mama, this that shit that make you move, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(hey)so shake your bum bumma, come on now mama
This that shit that make you move, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la)

We the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas
The beat bump bumps in your trunk trunkas
The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas
And when I'm makin' love, my head hump humps
It never quits(NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips(NOOOO) don't wanna squeeze trigger juice
don't wanna squeeze tits
(lubba lubba)cause we the show stoppas
And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
How we rockin' it girl, without body guards
Now she be, Fergie, from the crew
B.E.P., come and take heed, as we take the lead
(so come on papa, dance to the drama)

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(yaw)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(wuh)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(whoa whoa)

Hey mama dis that shit that make you grove mama so get on the floor and move ya booty mama we the blast mastas blastin up the jamma

(NAAAWWW NAAAWW)

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 at me make me really feel nauuughty

But the race is not, for the swiss
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 bluck anow

Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting
everytime you sit there i hear, bling bling
O wata ting, hear blacka sing
crying, and whining
and the madda be moving in a perfect timing
and we dance and dance to the end of the thing
and we're really to nice, it finga lickin'
like rice and peas and chicken stuffing

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(la la la la la [fade])



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