Odd Squad - Who's That Man Momma lyrics

[Verse 1] Either by bus, plane, train, fifteen pa**enger van Another show, then we must go Let's get there fast as we can We just trying to spread love when we coming to your city Some look at us sh**ty but some b**hes show us they titties So I love my job Don't have to piss in a cup They tell me to straighten up because of all the kids and stuff Are gonna be there looking at you perform So keep your lyrics calm They might be there with their moms And pops, you need to drop something clean with no cussing But my sh** is, but nothing, don't wanna hear these parents fussing Bout your filth flarn filth and you holding your crotch Nobody wanna hear bout what you wanna poke in they mouth But that ain't what it's all about, I'm simply trying to have fun Tryin' to break a leg, preferably my third one Up in your back, they ask how can you stand there proud And bow knowin' there's a little child in the crowd Sayin' [Refrain x2] Who is the man, Momma On stage with the brew in his hands, Momma Don't you think he's being rude to the fans, Momma Grabbin his nuts, look at him doin it again, Momma He's doin it again, Momma [Verse 2] You got to give the people Yeah I know, somethin other than just p**y, alcohol and reefer You must uplift the public And they'll give love back Like just last night I got my nuts licked Ugly b**h in love but she hugged it and she rubbed it Fine big red ho, but now my dickhead sore And we got another show in the O - Ohio It's kinda nice I been there once and got my dick s**ed twice Me and my penis and my microphone Are working hard so I can get my lights back on Most people don't understand all the problems, pressure and pain They criticize and try to make you feel less of a mane But look at these balls, they're so big The hairs on em look like two big old afro wigs No need to get alarmed, I don't mean no harm If you got your kids with you and they tugging your arm Saying [Refrain x2] [Verse 3] Man, whatever happened to groups like Manhattans And the Spinners and Temptations and stuff These new muthaf**as right here They just wanna f** and cuss and Look at em up there smoking weed Aw, what's wrong, pops I mean, you act like you never had the Temptation Of smoking a little weed down in Manhattan Drinking a beer, boning a b**h you know While you Spinner around, you know But maybe you never smoked bud like I smoke bud Maybe you never felt as high as I felt Me and my Coughee Brothers just keep blowing and blowing and [Verse 4] If you got some shorties, could you make em stay home Unless they wanna see some grown n***as shaking they bone I know it's morally wrong, but see I'm known For pa**ing Doobies to my Brothers, get my Family Stoned I'm Gladys Knight-time, the Right Time to get high We reaching for the sky on Earth There's too much Wind for the Fire We out here in the parking lot, knocking out the last corners Of drink we had since yesterday from somewhere at Arizona We wanna be Kool, we're not a Gang, just trying to hang With the people and drink, and maybe exchange slang We love music and we need the fans, need touring But one thing we don't need is bad-a** children Saying [Refrain]