What Mama Told Me Lyrics - The Original - Sarai

[Sarai] 

Woooo! Uh-huh, uh-HUHHH! 

Uh-HUHHH, oh YEAHHH 

Ha ha HAHHHH 

[Verse One] 

Forget what mama told me as a little girl 

Bout to get grown, get on, and rock yo' world 

Your body tellin my body how your song goes 

While you smackin my bum-bum like your bongos 

Ride it like Tonto, I'll be your sidekick 

The sweetest sang when the mouth silent 

When you doin what you doin get to movin the tongue, tornado 

"OH I AIN'T IN KANSAS NO MORE!" 

I ain't no hoe, no whore, I deserve a reward 

Waterbed make waves like the seashore 

I see more in you, than the average Joe 

So you don't see the trash where the average go 

It ain't standard, to have a dude in my clutch 

Sometimes I buck, HOLD ON, the ride gets rough 

I feel I must, touch the A+ 

Double barrel gun baby, we both bust 

[Chorus] 

You make me feel like DANCIN 

When you get to ROMANCIN me 

Make me want to SING so SWEET 

Body to body I feel ya heat 

Ya make me want to FREAK OUT 

Ain't no way I'm goin home, lonely 

Make me feel like SWEATIN, FORGETTIN 

E-everything my mama told me 

[Verse Two] 

You and the liquor got my eyes blurrin 

And when you licka the kitten for certain, she get to purrin 

Ridin the wave you got me surfin, eatin what I'm servin 

I'll play the game, show me what's behind the curtain 

All the slurrin got me urgin, to get the work in 

Bodies mergin, hot like chicken jerkin 

X-Rated version, me and this person 

Gettin down in the dirt and grabbin his shirt and his jeans 

Perkin, have him hittin high notes like MC, in +Fantasy+ 

Could it be you and me on the +Island+ whylin 

You down low like you deep-sea divin 

Worlds collidin, emotions explodin 

Juices flowin, the climax approachin 

Face soakin that number nine potion 

You need some winnin plays, get me to coachin 

[Chorus] 

[Verse Three] 

I think I might, try-why to get this fly guy 

in my, ri-ide, hop in the 7-4-5-i-i 

Take you places you ain't never seen 

Can you keep your cool if I whip until you cream 

Don't mean to be obscene, put the children to bed 

Thugs like N.O.R.E., in the whip gettin "he'd" 

What I said like Keyshaun, I'm the receiver 

Gwan' try me, testify, you a believer 

You never up and leave her 

Stay on call, Dr. Dutch, master of it all 

Move slow like the Southern drawl 

And make it quick like the N.Y.C. cats spit 

OH SHIT! 

[Chorus] - repeat 2X to fade