Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue Oh Mammy Blue Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue Oh Mammy Blue I may be your forgotten son Who wandered off at twenty-one It
Breathe it mama, ooh, ooo, ohh La la la la la Hey mama, this that beat that make you groove, mama Get on the floor and move your booty, mama We the blast
Intro: Frogg Whoah! A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em and like, back and forth because ah this is.. what you thought it wasn't It beez
Oh yeah, nananana yea, oh Mama, Mama dont cry, Mama dont cry dont cryyy... Mama dont cry no more, Oh better days are there for sure Wipe those tears
I wanna love you girl Just wanna love you girl Please let me love you girl Just wanna love you girl C'mon, I wanna love you girl Just wanna love you
Yeah, yeah, mamacita chicanita in a fly way Ronnie Ray, what is it? Mamacita, mamacita) Pensando en ti como yo te quiero, te quiero Mi corazon es para
'til they finally freed you Dropped to my knees and screamed, ?Mama, we need you? Then you went back to school and got a job that's legal, Maria Yeah Mami
There lives a little boy in the house next door to me And as usual his mommy was gone So he came over this morning and sat down next to me And asked,
I go to see my little girl each Sunday afternoon And how I dread the words I know she'll say She'll ask me when I'm coming home I'll answer pretty soon
One two, one two You're ready? You're ready? Yo, this one goes out to Prince Paul, my man Fruitkwan The Gatekeeper, Prince Rakeem And last but not least
in the mirror, be proud of yourself Get your mind right mami, get your mind right You gotta play your part when you're rollin' with the ROC Get your mind right mami
I wanna know, who's the boss around there Somebody, better step up now, and make this all clear They run your life, with indecision I would appreciate
Oh, tell me mama Who's that while ago? Oh, tell me mama Who's that while ago? Yes, when I come in Who went out that back door? Now don't come here mama
Mommy's little monster dropped out of school Mommy's little monster broke all the rules He loves to go out drinking with the boys He loves to go out and
You beat us up when we're alone Come back later and then you're gone Now you're tucked away in your bed And I've got stitches in my head 'Cause you didn
An hour of anger, an hour of love This hour of confusion as I look above Death, life as I've never seen before One more trip like, that I'm in the mental
You are so plastic, you could be a Barbie Doll You walk and you talk just like them all And, oh, how I love those pretty little curls With shoes and skirts
Last night a whore found murdered in the streets The skid row bums are just waking up A politician caught holding drugs A friend who's left us in a suicidal
