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Ya Mama

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Ya Mama

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Yo man, you gotta be... you know

You gotta be on to die, man, what's up with that?

Yo bro-shot

Yeah, word up bro-shot

Uh, we need some brothers to be, uh, like droppin knowledge

and writin good stuff

Ay man, why don't you quit talkin all the stuff and do something about it?

You know what I'm sayin?

Oh, you talking about.. kick some, uh, knowledge...

Yeah, well you do that like right now

... and some wisdom for the people

What's up with that?

OK, I got it

(brothers and sisters)

Verse One: Booty Brown

Ya mom is so fat (how fat is she?)

Ya mama is so big and fat that she can get busy

with twenty-two burritos, but times are rough

I seen her in the back of Taco Bell with handcuffs

The sad fact (what?) ya mama smokes crack (what?)

She got a burning yearning and there's no turning back

Her knuckles drag down to the ground when she walk

Spit comes out that bitch mouth when she talk

Naked on a mountain top, tootin on a flizoot

Ridin on a horse drinking whisky out a bizoot

She's got the wings and teeth of an african bat

Her middle name is Mudbone and on top of all that:

Ya mama got a glass eye with the fish in it (3X)

Ya mama, ya mama, ya mama

Verse Two: Slim Kid Tre

Ya mama look like she's been in the dryer with some rocks

With the big bust nose sucking dirt out of socks

Held up the ice cream truck with a slingshot

She grabbed a bag of Cheese Corn and a soda pop

Ya mama root'n'toot and stole my loot and my suit

She may have the muscles, but no, she's not cute

She's not pretty, oh what a pity, got the glass titty

Filled up with Kool-aid, just for the kiddies

On a cliff butt naked, tootin on a flute

Ridin on a horse drinkin whisky out a boot

She's got the teeth and the wings of an African bat

Her middle name is Mudbone and on top of all that

Ya mama got the wooden legs with real feet (3X)

Ya mama, ya mama, ya mama

Verse Three: Fat Lip

Watch out, I'm thinkin about your mother to a funky beat

I went to your house, and she licked me on the cheek

I said excuse me lady, but I remember seeing you at the Palladium

way back in September

Cause you was beatboxin for Lou Rawls

In some bright red boxer drawers

You said ya moms was pretty and young

But she's old as dirt and got hair on her tongue

Ya moms, ya moms, she uses Brut

And I saw her ridin a horsey drinking whisky out a boot

She's got the wings and teeth of an african bat

Her middle name is Mudbone, and on top of all that

Ya mama's got a peg leg with a kickstand (3X)

Ya mama, ya mama, ya mama

Verse Four: Imani

Awwwwwwww, ya mom is so fat (how fat is she?)

We rode up on her back to get some burgers from Wendy's

and her skates went flat; I got stuck in her butt crack

They thought I was lost but I was caught by the G-strap

Heaven forbid a giant fart would give way

Cause that would blow me round the world in a day

We drove into the drive-in and she didn't have to pay

because we dressed her up to look just like a Chevrolet

Naked on a mountain top tootin on a flizoot

Ridin on a horse, drinkin whisky out a bizoot

With the wings and the teeth of an african bat, ba-aa-aa-at

Her middle name is Mudbone and on top of all that

Ya mama's got an afro, with a chin strap (3X)

Ya mama, ya mama, ya mama

((Talking))

Ya mama got snake skin teeth

Ya mama wears coat hangers for earrings , dude she looks like

.... hehehe

Ya mama was making sex threats to Ricky Bell and shit

Ya mama jacked the Kool-aid man for a sip, nigga

Ya mama was walking down on Sunset with a 99 cent sign

on her back

(You're a sellout) ya mama's a sellout nigga ya mama

Nigga ya mama need a pop tune nigga

Ya mama's glasses are so thick she look into a map

and see people wavin at her

Your mother got a midget growin on her back

Sidney with EQ and everything what he be sayin

His mother be hook fishin with a hook and reel at the frozen food

section

Tre's mama got Playdough teeth

Ya mother be eatin daytons like Now and Laters and shit

Ya mama's an extra on the Simpsons and shit

Ya mama's so fat you can't even see her legs

it just looks like she's just gliding across the floor...

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