Baggin’ on Moms lyrics

[Announcer]
And now, welcome into the Bag Off Seminar

[King Tee]
Now wait, I’ma start off, n*gga, on you
Now, yo mama got so much hair under her arm
It look like she got Buckwheat in a headlock

[DJ Pooh]
f*ck you, n*gga
n*gga, yo mama hair so long
It come down to her back when she look at the sun

[XXX]
Yo mama’s so old, her birthday expired

[XXX]
n*gga, your mother’s so old, she got a smoke detector on her wig

[XXX]
n*gga, your mama ass so big
When she sit on the toilet, she leave a ring around that muh…

[King Tee]
No wait, your mother’s so muthaf*ckin’ big, n*gga
She tripped over Saturn and bumped her head in a different galaxy and sh*t
[XXX]
Yo mama’s so old, if she walk, her booty clap

[XXX]
And again, your mother’s so old, she dream in re-runs

[XXX]
Yo mom’s so poor, she tried to rob a bum

[XXX]
Ah n*gga, yo mama’s so ugly
When she move, her ears move around with her ass

[King Tee]
n*gga, yo mama’s so ugly, her shadow won’t follow her muthaf*ckin’ ass

[XXX]
Ain’t that about a b*tch

[XXX]
n*gga, your mother’s so tall, she hit her head on Slauson and fall on Florence

[XXX]
That’s why your mama war Lysol for perfume

[King Tee]
n*gga, your mother’s so ugly, when she smile her face hurt
[XXX]
Her breath smell like spoiled milk
b*tch look like she been chewing on rocks

[XXX]
Your mama’s so big, she’s livin’ large

[DJ Pooh]
n*gga, yo mama ain’t got no back—she always frontin’

[XXX]
n*gga, your mother’s so fat, she’d roll over a dollar and make four quarters

[King Tee]
n*gga, I’ll cut your mother’s arms off so she couldn’t kick it—I mean…
Whoops, I said it wrong
We outta here

[XXX]
Your mama hair so short she gotta roll it with needles