Frederick Minãno - Call Me Mother lyrics

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Frederick Minãno - Call Me Mother lyrics

[Verse 1] Guess who's back in the house Heels click-clackin' about Fine, fresh, feminine, style to eleven I'm divine, so heavenly Gentlemen sweatin' It's dimes across the board with no doubt Body like WOW! p**y bouta end this drought Titties so plentiful, fishy queen jezebel Should be criminal Don't make sense for a b**h to be this endowed Rock to the south What is that sound? Watch me drop, drop, drop into the ground Wait for the four, drop to the floor Add up the tens to get the score I been that b**h, yes I love that drama Fishy, feminine up-and-comer From the Clintons to the Obamas I keep it tight, now they call me Mother Shady queen b**h, I love that drama Fishy, feminine up-and-comer From the Clintons to the Obamas I keeps it tight, now they call... Me... Mother... [Breakdown] [x2] Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Brrat-at-at Na-na-na-na-na-now Giggity-giggity, how Brrat, get back Ba-pa-da-pa-pa-POW A cunny hunny, a cunny hunny A honey bun but I Count my money, I count my money With a brap-brap, knick to da knick da knick-knack I'm back with the freaky money Click-clack, ow [Bridge] Jaded queen Shade machine Gangsta lean Best believe (Mother Ru) [Verse 2] I'm that Glamazon They know my name because I'm on another echelon Miss Automatic, Supersonic, I'm a Sa**-a-tron And I ain't lookin' up to anyone that gams along And I'm ready shake the jelly when the jam comes on The kind of thing that all the fellas make advances on I'm only gettin' out of bed for $20 Million Now get your camera phone Cause in a minute I'm about to be on (Here come that girl) Here come that girl, o-oh sh** what up (Give me twirl) Give them twirl, that's the bread and bu*ter (Clutch them pearls) Clutch your pearls, she's the big shot caller (Calls me squirrel) Get-get run over, over None of these b**hes is c*nty like Ru Clockin' these chickens I cluck and they cooped Runnin' my business, Miss Boss comin' through When I step in you know well what it do Uh, y'all know well what it do None of these b**hes is f**in' with Ru Runnin' my businesses, don't need a whip Yes, when I step in, they know well what it do When I step in, they know well what it do Yeah, b**h, she done already done had hers She been done had herses [Bridge] Jaded queen Shade machine Gangsta lean Best believe (Mother Ru) [Breakdown] [x2] Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Brrat-at-at Na-na-na-na-na-now Giggity-giggity, how Brrat, get back Ba-pa-da-pa-pa-POW A cunny hunny, a cunny hunny A honey bun but I Count my money, I count my money With a brap-brap, knick to da knick da knick-knack I'm back with the freaky money Click-clack, ow