Intro: 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
Refrain:
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
Refrain:
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
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