Intro:

Yo man you gotta be... you know

You gotta be on to die man what's up with that?

Yo bro shot

Yeah word up bro shot

Uh we need some brothers to be uh like droppin knowledge

and writin good stuff

Ay man why don't you quit talkin all the stuff and do something about it?

You know what I'm sayin?

Oh you talking about.. kick some uh knowledge...

Yeah well you do that like right now

... and some wisdom for the people

What's up with that?

OK, I got it

(brothers and sisters)

Verse One: Booty Brown

Ya mom is so fat (how fat is she?)

Ya mama is so big and fat that she can get busy

with twenty-two burritos, but times are rough

I seen her in the back of Taco Bell with handcuffs

The sad fact (what?) ya mama smokes crack (what?)

She got a burning yearning and there's no turning back

Her knuckles drag down to the ground when she walk

Spit comes out that bitch mouth when she talk

Refrain:

Naked on a mountain top, tootin on a flizoot

Ridin on a horse drinking whisky out a bizoot

She's got the wings and teeth of an african bat

Her middle name is Mudbone and on top of all that:

Ya mama got a glass eye with the fish in it (3X)

Ya mama, ya mama, ya mama

Verse Two: Slim Kid Tre

Ya mama look like she's been in the dryer with some rocks

With the big bust nose sucking dirt out of socks

Held up the ice cream truck with a slingshot

She grabbed a bag of Cheese Corn and a soda pop

Ya mama root'n'toot and stole my loot and my suit

She may have the muscles, but no, she's not cute

She's not pretty, oh what a pity, got the