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What Mama Told Me Lyrics

Artist: Sarai
Album: The Original

Forget what mama told me as a little girl
Bout to get grown get on and rock your world
Your body telling my body how ya song goes
While your smackin my bum bum like ya bongos
Ride it like Tonto I'll be ya sidekick
The sweetest song sang When the mouth silent
When you doin what your doin get the movin the tongue
Tornado Oh I ain't in Kansas no more
I aint no hoe no whore I deserve a reward
Waterbed make waves like the seashore
I see more in you than the average joe
So ya don't see the trash where the average go
It aint standard to have a dude in my clutch
Sometimes I buck hold on the ride gets rough
I feel I must touch at the
Double barrel gun baby we both bust

Ya make me feel like dancing
When ya get to romancin' me
Make me wanna sing so sweet
Body to body I feel your beat
Ya make me wanna freak out
Ain't no way I'm going home lonely
Make me feel like sweatin forgetin'
Everything my mama told me

You and the liquor got my eyes blurrin'
And when you licka' the kitten
For certain she get to purrin
Ridin' the wave got me surfin
Eatin' what I'm serving
I'll play the game show me what's behind the curtain
All this flirtin got me urgin to get working
Bodies mergin hot like chicken jerkin
X-rated version
Me and this person
Getting down in the dirt and grabin his shirt and his jeans
Perkin having him hittin high notes like MC in Fantasy
Could it be you and me on an island wilin'
You down low like you deep sea divin
Worlds collidin emotions explodin
Juices flowin
The climax approachin face soakin of # 9 potion
You need some winning plays get me coachin'

[Hook]

I think I might try I to get this fly guy in my
Hop in the 7-4-5
Take you places you aint never seen
Can ya keep ya cool if I whip until you cream
Don't mean to be obscene
Put the children to bed
Does like NORE in the whip getting head
What I said like Keshaun I'm the receiver
One try you'll testify you a believer
You never up and leave her
Stay on call or dutch master of it all
Move slow like the southern drawl
Then make it quick like the NYC cats spit
Oh Shit!

[Hook]

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