Lyrics Mama Your Boys Will Find a Home - Scissors For Lefty

Mama Your Boys Will Find a Home

Now that we are out of juvie
Things will change ma oh you’ll see
Rob & I got a flat now
Room for both of us
There’s a knock knock
Ooh some girls came by and brought us wine
We cooked the talapia mama, just like you showed us
We’re the kind of boys that take a look around
And mama, we learned some lessons
All we want is fun, a brain help raise a son
A little cuckoo bird to keep us guessing
Pair of brothers, hear our heartbeat
Love 'em long time, 'bout two week
Flip some coins, first nine on their tail
One gave head and hung round little longer
So soon the snow’ll melt, you’ll find
Coins on the street, broken heart time rewind
Penny for your props, nickel for your kitsch
What’s the best way to win a gold girl, mama?
Ooh some girls came by and whined all night
They made poor puppy hide under the sofa
Were the kind of boys that take a look around
And mama, we’ve learned some lessons
All we wants the world, for little baby girl
We’ll teach her chino, as well as mess-e-can (Mexican)
Mama your boys will find a home, some way, someday
Oh yeah
Mama your boys will find a home, some way, someday
Marriage, were sorry to kick you to the curb
Side side can’t decide
In between scoping booty
We’re chasing dreams mama, and we’re catching 'em
Hopes contagious, for example
No longer taking pictures of our wieners at Tarzhej
Met some chicas just like us, riding on bicicletas
Having good times, having good times
In the Mission having good times
Oh these girls sincerely blow our minds
They breathe new life into checkin' our voicemail
There the kind of girls you wish would stick around
And mama, we learned some lessons
Say the word minor, and lose 'em every time
Must befriend 'em, before you mess with them
Mama your boys will find a home, some way, someday
Mama your boys will find a home, some way, someday
Marriage, were sorry to kick you to the curb
Marriage, I’m sorry to kick you to the curb
Side, side, can’t decide