Mama’s Bottle (feat. Sean Riley)

MAMA'S BOTTLE

Sweet Mother's milk

pours like silk

Rectifies her tight-laced tilt

Fat Mama on the bottle

she goes full throttle

Fat Mama on the bottle Daddy holds so tight

Well, the dog don't eat

kids can't sleep

Chaos like a symphony

Fat Mama on the bottle

she goes full throttle

Fat Mama on the bottle Daddy holds so tight

See, mama was raised

on the guilty side

A uniform girl

She tried and tried

But one day went walking

with her favorite boy

The Sisters peeked an eye to see

rushed on in

and grabbed her clean

Big wooden stick

Lord, they beat her mean

Role fat Mama

Role fat Mama

Role fat Mama

Role fat Mama

Daddy holds so tight

But that whiskey took

it's toll on her

She dropped one night like an amateur

Doctor came in

he was stinking of gin

Took out his scope

and probed her sins

He called it right

Mama dead on sight

Daddy kneeled in

and cried with fright

Later on that night

with all his might

Snatched Mother's milk

and he slugged it right

Colt 45

Blew out them lights

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Role fat Mama