Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ya Mama, artist - The Pharcyde. Album song Cydeways: The Best Of The Pharcyde, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.01.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Delicious Vinyl
Song language: English
Ya Mama |
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 dropping 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) |
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 |
Ya mama got a glass eye with the fish in it |
I said ya mama got a glass eye with the fish in it |
Ya mama, ya mama, ya mama |
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 |
Ya mama got the wooden legs with real feet |
I said Ya mama got the wooden legs with real feet |
Ya mama, ya mama, ya mama |
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 |
Ridin on a horse drinkin 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 |
Ya mama’s got a peg leg with a kickstand |
I said ya mama’s got a peg leg with a kickstand |
Ya mama, ya mama, ya mama |
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 boot |
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 |
Ya mama’s got an afro, with a chin strap |
I said ya mama’s got an afro, with a chin strap |
Ya mama, ya mama, ya mama |
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 did 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 an Ouija board on her back |
Sidney with EQ and everything what he be sayin |
His mother be hooked, 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… |