Hey mama

Black Eyed Peas

Introdução:
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.
Versión 2 - Hey mama (Letra y acordes)
C9     G/B                C9             G/B
Hey mama, it's been the world since we talked
                  C9            G/B                   C9         Bm7
But all I really need right now is a voice to pull me out of the dark
C9     G/B       C9             G/B
Hey mama I know we are worlds apart
               C9            G/B               C9  C9    G
But is there anything you can say to mend this broken heart
   Am7                G/B
  Cuz I'm feelin all alone
                           C9
My heart is longing to be home
                               Cm
Hoping I can catch you on the phone

Hey mama, so many questions on my mind
   
And if I could go back, oh,
         Bm - Am7
Yeah, I'd hold the hand of time

Hey mama, I never thought that I would lose my way


But all I really want right now is to hear what you would say


Bb                    F                            G
You tell me, baby hold on after the dark comes a dawn
                        Dm              C# - C
And there's a new sun risen, a new sun risen
         G                                        F
No matter when or where, God would always here your prayer
                   Fm
Yeah, he will always be, he will always be right there
 
 Am7                G/B
Cuz I'm feeling all alone 
                         Em
My heart is longing to be home
                           Dm
Hoping to catch you on the phone
 Am7                                 G/B           C9
Now I'm feeling down and out losing myself in this big town
                                C9
And I could use some you right now

Hey mama, it's been the world since we've talked,
But all I really need right now is a voice to pull me out of the dark
Hey mama, I know we're worlds apart
But you've always given me a place to open up my heart
Open up my heart, to open up my heart
Versión 3 - Hey mama (Letra y acordes)
It's a very easy song, but singing the lalala correct at
the beginning while playing the bass is quite hard =).



      Em    D     G            A         C
G -|-------------|------------|---------|--------------|
D -|-------------|5-5--------5|7-7------|--------------|
A -|--7--7--5---5|------------|--------0|3--3----3--3--|
E -|-------------|------------|---------|--------------|

have fun and make your mother happy, she deserves it =).

cheers, Marc