Текст песни Ya Mama (Wuf Ticket) с переводом

Aww ya mama!

Ya mama!

That’s right, I said ya mama!

Ya mama! (say what!)

That’s right, I said ya mama!

Ya mama!

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!

Check this out

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 thinks 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!

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 to 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!