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Bahama Mama lyrics
This is a tale about a man
His vision is blurried
And his world is spinning fast like a fan
A brand new day means a brand new problem
And all things seem to fail just before he wanna start them
No explanation for this bullshit
Brain is out of order
Mouth is like a full clip of ordinary things
That he wanna tell the world
The man I talk about is me
The problem is a bad girl
(And it goes some lil' somethin like this)
Nah she's a foxy one and full of ginger
Able to turn men into mice
And "battlecats" into "cringers"
It was hard to handle this shocks
When "Ms. Sunny Island" met "Mr. Brompton City Boondox"
It ain't hard to tell that
The way that I feel is like I'm trapped in a livin' hell
This mamacita drives me crazy
And if this situation stays that way
I'm pushing up some mutherfuckin' daysies
When she crosses the alley cars crash
And if you wistle after her you might risk a bash
If you ask her for a date you might catch a smile
But she's too hot to handle so don't even try
(...don't even try)
So what the deal Mommy, haha!
Bahama Mama makes me wicked in this fuckin' game of love
So what the deal Mommy, haha!
I give you everything that I've got!
Yo I told her everything I did in the past
To find more about the girl that's only made for the braz
Valentine Cards I bought her flowers and shit
A bunch of roses that I'd put to her door got stole by a bunch of kids
I tried it all but nothing really seems to fit
Until my buddy Chi came to me and told me
basically this:
"Put in a song a reggaetune you know?"
Under her balcony I stood and sung so:
"Nah me the rude boy from brompton City
singing for the irie girl that doesn't love me
Why don't you come down and hold me close?"
The only thing that really came down was some water icecold
Now we are staring at each other without a plan
She says: "I've got to tell you a little something
Maybe then you understand
The things you did for me were cool
But better hit the trail cuz´
I love to make love but only to a female" ( ...to a female what the hell)
So what the deal Mommy, haha!
Bahama Mama makes me wicked in this fuckin' game of love
So what the deal Mommy, haha!
I give you everything that I've got!
Stop romancing start dancing
( ladies shake your nasty ass come on
Oooh I like dat! Ey yo Chi hit it off)
So what the deal Mommy, haha!
Bahama Mama makes me wicked in this fuckin' game of love
So what the deal Mommy, haha!
I give you everything that I've got!
( One mo´ time 4 the ladies come on )
So what the deal Mommy, haha!
Bahama Mama makes me wicked in this fuckin' game of love
So what the deal Mommy, haha!
I give you everything that I've got!
So what the deal Mommy, haha!
Bahama Mama makes me wicked in this fuckin' game of love!
Haha
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