Momma was an opium smoker She'd light it with a red hot poker She would never take a bath We would ask her, she'd just laugh Because our momma was an opium smoker She made it with this gentleman, Lincoln They met on a boat, it was sinking' When she should'a gone overboard, Momma said "No way, oh my lord Only of opium smoke am I thinkin'." Oh, help us lord We can't afford Her destructive ways You oughta hear what she says! She would just sit on her fat a** Yell at us, "fill up my wine gla**!" She would tell us, "How sad, You won't never know your dad." Oh yeah my momma was an opium smoker Go, momma, go Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh She'd hide the money and the d** in the mattress I wonder how long she's been at this And I say, "Mom bang the gong, Can't you see it's all wrong?" My momma was an opium smoker