N8TUR3 - M4K3 Y0 M0MM4 TW3RK Lyrics

So everybody, we're here today to talk about
Mamas twerkin
Now listen up, all you little bitch ass niggas out there
You lovin' it, watchin' these videos, watchin' these bitches twerkin

But let me tell you somethin
Every one of these bitches has got kids
All these bitches'll be growin' up and all their kids
Be watchin' their videos, you know why

Cause they like this music, they be watchin' their own mamas twerkin
Make your mama twerk, make your, make your mama twerk
Daddy sit there watching', yeh cuz he a nerd
Make your mama twerk, make your, make your mama twerk

Daddy sit there watching', yeah cuz he a nerd
Yeah, Mama's the word, your mama's so absurd
Stiflers mama, got your mama doing' dirt
Yeah the poppa call her skirt, yeah the poppa call her skirt

What the blood clot you called a skirt like yeah
Make your mama twerk, make your mama twerk
Daddy sit there watching', yeah cuz he a nerd
Yeah, make your mama twerk, make your, make your mama twerk

Daddy sit there watching', yeah cuz he a nerd
Mama's the word, yeah your mama so absurd
Yeah, stiflers mama, got your mama doing' dirt
Yeah, you poppa call her skirt, yeah you poppa call her skirt

What the blood clot you called a skirt like yeah
See your mama yeah down in the club
She try lie, say she someone else
But we all know that she wanna f*ck like a slut cuz
Really there's nowhere else, your mama's the thot
Every day that she ring me, she tell me she love me or not
Why, oh what do you want? She tell me that she wanna suck on my cock like, yeah
Straight down to business, we back to the crib

Hand on my dick, now she drinking' my jizz
Say that it's salty and she like the taste
I say, oh, dodie and shiver and shake
She plays with her pussy, then she lippys her face

She says, make sure you call me, I said, give me a break
Make your mama twerk, make your, make your mama twerk
Daddy sit there watching', yeah cuz he a nerd
Make your mama twerk, make your, make your mama twerk

Daddy sit there watching', yeah cuz he a nerd
Yeah, mama's the word, your mama so absurd
Stiflers mama, got your mama doing' dirt
Yeah the poppa call her skirt, yeah your poppa call her skirt

Why the blood clot u called a skirt, like, yeah
I know, yeah, she in love with me
I can tell by the way she make love to me
Cuss me, all, plush, no f*ckery

Then she up yeah to make us a cup of tea
She ring, then holla, the ching-chang-walla
The trust no spit all swallow
Look lit in the number, tick to the collar

The bitch so fit, I wanna f*ck her
We Christen the couch, Christen the bed
Every room in the house
For, she a puma, she bounce, yeah

So boom that we bounce, yeah, yeah
She know, yeah, I'm a busy bee
I say give me a kiss and she give me three
I ain't old, yeah, f*ck missionary
My position, to suck it then sit on me

Make your mama twerk, make your, make your mama twerk
Daddy sit there watching', yeah cuz he a nerd
Make your mama twerk, make your, make your mama twerk

Daddy sit there watching', yeah cuz he a nerd
Yeah, mama's the word, your mama so absurd
Stiflers mama, got your mama doing' dirt
Blood the poppa call her skirt, yeah your poppa call her skirt

Your blood clot, your called a skirt's a like, yeah