Testi:
Mother Hips Can T Sleep At All

need someone to talk to I can't sleep at all I can't sleep at all I can't sleep at all come on, come on I can't sleep at all

pants Chorus Damn! look at that face look at those eyes look at them hips look at them thighs Got that apple bottom, baby fat top Baby girl you a bad mother

dimples She said "how did you sleep?" He said he didn't know She asked "was it good for you too?" "I think so, but I really can't remember what went down

I wanna shout it out to my mother[BACKWARDS] [BACKWARDS] around Farmers My [BACKWARDS] Zeus, knowI'msayin? My mother [BACKWARDS] minnan right diddere Spit at the tissturn t-t-t-tables all

and blue things knockers and wu tings M.E.A.T O shit look at those lips and hips on that bitch we hit the crib so i can drop my macadoshar shit like the

shit I'm like look at shorty go, go She rockin' to the beat, she rockin' it for me And all I can think about is rockin' it to sleep Her face is like a

roll like Peter (yup) coke on the scale, Libra Hail Mary niggas, no Mother Teresa aight, Ia??m forever on my grind (grind) cuz you can freeze the watch but you can

Damn, look at that face, look at those eyes Look at them hips, look at them thighs Got that Apple Bottom, Baby Phat top Baby girl, you a bad mother (Boy

can't believe it was all just a trial now I'm writing this song in asylum I haven't sen you in a while one side left now I gotta walk single file come