Mama Do The Hump

Mama, won't you please let me [x4]

[Ver1:]
Yo, coming in the sound fresher than cut grass
(Fun starts)
Second that we enter if you must ask (rush past)
Like you've forgotten your mind
Or the drivers all up in your face like can I see your
Bus pass
Huh naa
We just wanna lickle rhyme bruv
Call me what you want you want but you should not call it
A night love.
And I might just join the mile high club
Only problem being that I couldn't give a flying *

Yeah lemme touch back down
Slap her bum until it
Comes back round
Half the rooms like OI what's this all about, with
The other half jiving like
I love that sound.

A yeah yeah, I love that sound
A yeah yeah I love that sound
So flick your fag butts at once on a mad one like
Yeah, your mama can hump.

[Chorus:]
Mama, do the hump, mama do the hump, hump
Mama, won't you please let me do the hump, hump
Mama, do the hump, mama do the hump, hump
Mama, won't you please let me do the hump, hump. [x2]

[Ver2:]
Yo, it's been a long week
How I've got this much energy is beyond me
I just want all of these girls to be on me
And maybe even one of these could be Beyonce.
We ain't gonna pack that rap noise in
All of that cheesy stuff, clap, clap sing
And we're gonna burn some calories right here, right now
Ain't over till a fat boy slims, mama.