WARNING: This is not a regular fan fic. It is made up of songs that have a charecters feelings.

Hey pplz! This song is HEY MAMA by BLACK EYED PEAS. Guess who sings this. If you guessed Miroku you are right. He sings this because of his pervertiness. If you have seen the music video of HEY MAMA you will know wut I'm talking about.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or this song. Rumiko Takahashi and BLACK EYED PEAS own them but not together.

HEY MAMA BLACK EYED PEAS

(La la la la la)

Hey mama, this that shit that make you move, mama

Get on the floor and move your booty moma

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, and

Hey shorty, I know you wanna party

The way your body look make me really feel naughty

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 make me really feel naughty

I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew

But everything I do, I do just for you

I'm a little bit of Or, and a bigger bit of Nu

The true niggers know that the peas come thru

We never cease(NOO), we never die no we never disease(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' hot without bodygaurds

(I do) what I can

(Y'all come thru) will.i.am

And still I stand, with still mic in hand

(So come on mama, dance to the druma)

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama

(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama

(Yaw) we 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)

We the big town stumpas, and big sound pumpas

And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps

It never quits(NOOOO) we need to carry 9mm clips

(NOOOO)

Don't wanna squize trigger, just wanna squize tits

(Lubluba) 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'all boulevards

How we rockin it girl, without bodyguads

Now she be, it's dirty, from the crew

BET, come and take heed, as we take the lead

(So come on bubba, dance to the druma)

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

(NAWWWW, NAWWW)

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 make me really feel naughty

But the race is not, for the swiss

But who really can, take contrl of it

And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be there

til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti

Tippa is ouuuuuut

Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting

Everytime you sit there I hear, bling bling

O wata ting, hear blacka sing

grinding and winding

And the madda be movinh in perfect timing

And we dance and dance to the end of the thing

And we're really to nice, it finga akin

Like rice and peas and chicken and bling

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, that 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)