Mama Do The Hump

Mama won't you please let me
Mama won't you please let me
Mama won't you please let me
Mama won't you please let me
Mama won't you please let me
Mama won't you please let me

Yo, coming in the sound fresher then cut grass (fun starts)
Second that we enter if you must ask (rush past)
It's like you've forgotten your mind
Or the drivers all up in your face like, "Can I see your bus pass?" Huh, nah
We just wanna lickle rhyme bruv
Call me what 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 f-

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, I love that sound (what?)

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

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
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 (yeah, yeah, yeah)

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 girls 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
And over 'til a Fat Boy Slims mama

Mama do the hump, mama do the hump, hump
Mama won't you please let me do the hump, hump (yeah, do the hump mama)
Mama do the hump, mama do the hump, hump (what?)
Mama won't you please let me do the hump, hump (yeah, do the hump mama)

Yeah, knock a rum back down
Bust a little jiggy as the drum track pounds
Half the room are just making their own crowd
With the other half jiving, I love that sound
What? A yeah, yeah
I love that sound
What? A yeah, yeah
I love that sound
So flick your fag butts at once on a mad one like
Yeah, your mama can hump

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 (yeah)
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

When we step into the room everybody makes a pathway
'Cause you know RK make the dance change
And we rule that crowd
And we don't change pace at the half way
We, we keep it moving
We, we hold it down
Can't stop
Break sweat
No loosing

Yes
Nobody gonna take my crown
Hold back
Nah, nah, nah, nah never gonna happen
Go back
Nah, nah, nah, nah never gonna happen
Especially when it's all packed out
Crowd shouting out
Yeah, I love that sound

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

Mama do the hump, mama do the hump, hump
Mama won't you please let me do the hump, hump (yeah, do the hump mama)
Mama do the hump, mama do the hump, hump
Mama won't you please let me do the hump, hump (yeah, yeah, do the hump mama)
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

Yeah, yeah
(Do the hump)



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Martin Powell, Harley Sylvester Alexander-sule, Jordan Stephens, Norman Cook
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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