Letra de 'Ya Mama' de Wuf Ticket

Aww ya mama!
Ya mama!
That's right, I said ya mama!
Ya mama! (say what!)
Ya mama!
That’s right, I said ya mama!
Ya mama! (ya mama!)
Ya mama! (say what!)
That's right, I said ya mama!
Ya mama!
Ya mama!
That's right, I said ya mama! (don’t talk about my mama boy)
Ya mama!

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I hate to talk about you bad, but you blow my mind
Sometimes the things you do are way outta line!
You like to put me down, but not to my face
So I think about time I put you in your place
You see I'm so slick, I got so much style
I can out-rap you by a country mile
So just sit down son, and watch my smoke
Check out my style and take some notes
Aw, notes from you, I don't need
But I can take 'em if I had to, at least I can read
And when it comes to rappin', you can't compare
I can out-rank you anytime, anywhere
Aw come on, man, you know you can't compete
You're not fast enough, you gotta think on your feet
The style I’ve got, you don’t have half
I'll make you sound so bad, it makes your mama laugh!
Well alright, Jack! You think that you’re so bad?
Always runnin' it down about the things you have
You got more style, superior taste
You got bad breath, get out my face!
My breath ain't strong, but your face is all wrong
Your head's too big, you got a nose like a pig
You got a lot of nerve to talk about me
At least my family don’t live in a tree
You live in trees and eat coconuts
And your whole family's got buffalo butts
When you sit down, you need two seats (oh, yeah?)
Extra strong to hold all that meat
Well, that's not bad son, but don't press your luck
'Cause you and yours got butts like ducks
You got faces to match, with little beady eyes
And if I looked like you, I'd run and hide
I know you think you're handsome, but I don't know why
'Cause the way you look, you make babies cry
I make babies cry, but when you make the scene
They pass out and the girls all scream
The girls all scream, but not from fright
With me they scream from sheer delight
You can't out-rap me, not at all
You need some help, I think you better call
Ya mama!
That's right, I said ya mama!
M-o-m-a-y
Ya mama!
(Can't spell, what's up with you?)
Ya mama!
Ya mama!

Aww, ya mama!

Ya mama!
(Your mama can't spell)

Well, well not bad son, well that was just round one
You can quit if you want to 'cause I've just begun
Now try your might, but win you won't
Best thing you can do is just go on home
Well I warned you once and I warned you twice
You're not bad, but I'm twice as nice
So take a second if you must catch your breath
Then we'll see who's the best

I'm ready now, so just say when
But if you mess with me you better bring along a friend

I don't need no friend, 'cause without a doubt
My litter sister can take you out

Well bring your little sister, bring your roaches too (I will, crazy)
They're bigger and tougher than both of you
They ate your cat and they skinned your dog
The only one who could scare them off was your mama!

That's right, I said ya mama!
Ya mama!
Ya mama!

Don't talk about my mama, she's richer than yours
She's got twelve mink coats and four long cars
My mom's richest in case you forgot
She's got 40 mansions and 59 yachts
Well my mama's smart, she got a college degree
She's going back to school to get her PhD
My mom's a teacher, she's the best
I bet your mom couldn't pass her test

Your mama's somethin', you think she's fine
But my mama leaves her far behind
She's everything, yours can't compete
When it comes to looks she can't be beat

Your mama's pretty, but mine's a star
She's number one, the best by far
She's the hippest thing in all the world (yeah right)
She's my number one and only girl

So every mama's number one
Remember that when you're making fun
You got yours, and I've got mine
And a mother's love's one thing you can't buy

I guess that's all, now the truth is out (really)
That moms are what it's all about (tell the truth now)
She's always been a superstar
The only person you can be sure of is your mama

Ya mama!
(Don't talk about my mama)
(I'm talkin' about you and your mama)
Ya mama!
(You heard what I said, didn't you)
That's right, I said ya mama!
Ya mama!

Uh, hey man, n-now don't get me wrong alright?
What's up now?
I mean we're friends and all that, but has anyone ever told you, uh, that you look just like big bird from Sesame Street?, ya know, big bird?
Has anyone ever told you that your mama looks like a big bird from Sesame Street?
Yeah, well your mama's a smurf
Your papa's a smurf
Your sister's a smurf
I said your daddy
Your uncle Louie's a smurf
Pissed himself
Yeah
Why are we snappin' on each other?
I don't know
Check out all these people here listening to us
Yeah, look at them
Let's get on their case for a minute
Alright

So tell the DJ, ya mama!
Now tell the barmaid, ya mama!
Tell the couple next to you, ya mama!
Tell someone dressed in blue, ya mama!
Tell the girl dressed in red, ya mama!
Now throw your hands over your head and say, ya mama!
Now tell your partner, ya mama!
Now tell your papa, ya mama!
Now tell your mama, ya mama!
Now tell your mama, ya mama!
When you're in a crowd, just shout out loud
Ya mama! Ya mama! Ya mama! Ya mama!

Yo, now find some place where we can hide
(You better)

So tell your boss, ya mama!
Tell your landlord, ya mama!
The phone company, ya mama!
Tell anyone you see, ya mama!
So tell the mayor, ya mama!
Tell the governor, ya mama!
Tell the president, ya mama!
When they raise the rent, ya mama!

Ya mama!
That's right, I said ya mama!
Ya mama!
Ya mama!
Whoa, yeah!
That's right, I said ya mama!