Hey Mami lyrics

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Hey Mami, You sexy
Hey Mami, you beautiful
Hey Mami you sexy

Hey Mami, can I get that number?

Big hot pockets, feya, ugly

Corny, busted, chopped, straight fugly
British guys playing rugby
Brooklyn boys who wanna thug me

Skanky, cranky, foogly, oogly
Slammin dudes who wanna do me
G'Doonk G'Doonk, skoonky, flavors

Bangin, mega hot, dumb haters

Country boys and them boys in the city

Buy me lunch and make me all giddy
Sparkling clean, dirty, grimey and gritty
Big muscle men and a little itty bitty

Some look so good and some need a little work
Some know what they gotta do to make me smirk
Ralph, Donna, Marc, and my man Tommy

Better go get that girl, Hey Mami

Hey Mami, You sexy

Hey Mami, you beautiful
Hey Mami you sexy
Hey Mami, can I get that number?


Yeah Yeah Thats what they shout
On the street when I strut when I walk to the store

They wanna turn me out
Hootin and hollerin
Ring around the collar and

This ain't Scores and
You ain't wavin a dollar and


You better tighten up that game
Theres a million other guys tryin to get with us
And you all sound the same

You should slow it on down papi
You sound like a carbon copy
I wanna a man whos smooth, got all the right moves

But you're just plain sloppy

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