Bad Mama Jama
When you're walking down the street
Get a tingling in your spine
A groove to move your soul
When you're feeling out of line
One bad ole' bitty
Gets a scratchin on your back
High heels just to keep you down
As she lays on down the smack
Oh she's bad
Oh she's mean
She's a funking machine
When you're down
She can help you get up
If she's a...
Bad Mama Jama Motha Sucka
Girl you're a bad mama jama
Girl you're out of sight
I've got my tippy toes
Tipping on an Eskimo
She'd guide me through the night
We're polar opposites
She's got a bone to pick
And she'll eat the rich for free
But she's afraid of eternity
And hides away at night
String you up like satin
Till she gets some sleep
She's a low high fidelity
That flies across the sky
No better place to be
When she feels the grief
Oh she's one galactic dominatrix
Hotter than a nova
Sends you on over
When she yells red rover
Girl you're a bad mama jama motha sucka
Girl you're a bad mama jama motha sucka
She's just one
Bad mama jama motha sucka
Writer/s: Carousailor