Mama Say Lyrics - Use Your Fingers - Bloodhound Gang

It goes one two three when I'm kicking the funky lyrics 

I'm busting up vocabulary I want you all to hear it 

I'm busting up the rhythm 'cause I'm busting up the rhyme 

I'm kicking down the stop posts 'cause I wanna kicks the time 

I'm digging down some knowledge 'cause you know I never hide it 

When I'm pulling down your panties 'cause I want to get inside it 

Like a boa a, boa a, boa constrictor 

Gonna drop off your drawers, shoot straight for your sphincter 

I could roll my rhymes but I would be faking 

Jimmy, Jimmy Pop is not Jamaican 

J I double M Y Pop go 

I run the show like Don Pardo 

With a Bugaloo Bee on the beboo tip 

My hit will make you trip 'cause I'm quadradipped 

I'll do the Popeye, Pluto I'll freak the funkfazooto 

Not Latino what I mean though fuzzy dice like Menudo 

Rubber baby, buggy's bumpers 

Punky's Brewsters now I hump her 

With my itsy bitsy, teeny weenie 

Shrunken small white peenie 

So rinse spit swallow brain blank kinda hollow 

Not to deep leap wow oh kinda shallow 

'Cause we're in your face like Ed Gein 

Purple rain, purple rain 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

(Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa) 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

(Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa) 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

(Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa) 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

(Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa) 

Naughty by nature and white by choice 

And the sound of my voice makes your panties moist 

'Cause I'm finger lickin' happy like a gay proctologist 

So like a dyke with hollow tits I'll rip the mike with hollow tips 

Yeah, he's in control like Sherman Potter 

And I got more balls then the Harlem Globetrotters 

Jimmy Pop, Jimmy Pop, rah, rah, rah 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

Now I'm floating out your pipes like a Village People sump pump 

I always take a swallow 'cause you know I never get enough 

So batter up Bruce Banner if you think you're going to measure up 

You can't be the top dog gotta be the Scooby Pup 

Step to the bass drum always gotta have fun 

If you add two halves you'll always get the total sum 

My steps are correct and my mike is always checked 

And when a punk is in effect you know he's gonna get wrecked 

I don't want to start no blasphemous rumors 

But I think that Sinbad's got a lousy sense of humor 

Little children unattended better get my poison candy 

Don't care about y'all as long as we feel dandy 

And I get the poon from Judy Blume 

Mr Hooper's dead so why don't you give me his broom 

So come on chickey baby let's go make some noise 

What? No I'm not the guy from the Beastie Boys 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

(Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa) 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

(Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa) 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

(Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa) 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

(Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa) 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

(Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa) 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

(Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa) 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa 

Mama say, mama sa, mama cu sa