Jah Mom Izza
Don't wanna be a fatalist
Don't want even to be singing this
But if you find me
Cold and bloody
Put just one suspect
On your list
She wanna
The Sun and the stars
She scoff when I
Just brought her Mars
Old boyfriend—
He had a yacht
But she married an idiot!
Jah mom izza wrangler
Jah mom izza juggler
Jah mom izza force of nature
None can reach her
Not even I
Jah mom izza magician
Jah mom izza tactician
Jah mom is my big adventure
None can quench her
Least of all I
Not even I
Least of all I
Don't wanna do another chore
But don't wanna
Eat through a straw
She ask and she shall receive
I'll make believe
That I'm still hardcore
Your mom is a hustler
Not single just singular
Your mom's my "follow the leader"
None can read her
Not even I
Oh yeah, she's a helicopter
Oh yeah, she's my private doctor
Jah mom's like a sea but deeper
A cliff but steeper—
Sing mashallah!
My friends they shake they head
Much too sorry for me they said
They don't know how good it feels
To get those thrills inside a bed
Shut the door
Shut your ears
You don't want to overhear us!
Jah mom izza eight feet tall
Jah mom is my wonderwall
Jah mom's like perfume but sweeter
You can't deplete her—
She take care of all
You're too young to understand
Sometimes sand is a spice
Spice is a reason
And words are sand
Jah mom is the Tiger Queen
Don't ask me to explain
And don't tell her
What I've been singing
Or you may not see me
'round here again!
Don't want even to be singing this
But if you find me
Cold and bloody
Put just one suspect
On your list
She wanna
The Sun and the stars
She scoff when I
Just brought her Mars
Old boyfriend—
He had a yacht
But she married an idiot!
Jah mom izza wrangler
Jah mom izza juggler
Jah mom izza force of nature
None can reach her
Not even I
Jah mom izza magician
Jah mom izza tactician
Jah mom is my big adventure
None can quench her
Least of all I
Not even I
Least of all I
Don't wanna do another chore
But don't wanna
Eat through a straw
She ask and she shall receive
I'll make believe
That I'm still hardcore
Your mom is a hustler
Not single just singular
Your mom's my "follow the leader"
None can read her
Not even I
Oh yeah, she's a helicopter
Oh yeah, she's my private doctor
Jah mom's like a sea but deeper
A cliff but steeper—
Sing mashallah!
My friends they shake they head
Much too sorry for me they said
They don't know how good it feels
To get those thrills inside a bed
Shut the door
Shut your ears
You don't want to overhear us!
Jah mom izza eight feet tall
Jah mom is my wonderwall
Jah mom's like perfume but sweeter
You can't deplete her—
She take care of all
You're too young to understand
Sometimes sand is a spice
Spice is a reason
And words are sand
Jah mom is the Tiger Queen
Don't ask me to explain
And don't tell her
What I've been singing
Or you may not see me
'round here again!
Credits
Writer(s): Gom Jabbar, Plamen Arnaudov
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