Freak Momma Sir Mix-a-Lot (Ft. Mudhoney)
"Freak Momma" by Sir Mix-a-Lot (Ft. Mudhoney), released in 1992, blends hip-hop and grunge, reflecting the fusion of genres. The lyrics celebrate unconventional beauty and self-acceptance, challenging societal norms. Its raw sound and rebellious spirit resonate with the '90s culture, making it a notable anthem for individuality. #HipHop
[Verse]
The Mack is back, sweepin up smack packs
Still slangin that game on a rock track
Been in this bank and it don't stop
No, here we go again settin up shop
Yep, lookin for a thang with the nice hips
Mmm, better have a set of them big lips
When it comes to sex I want a freak
No leash but the baby got back teeth
It's on partner, get it on tape son
Here I come with another one
I wanna put you in the Mud, honey
Spittin out of them guts like it ain't funny
Yep yep yep Peter Piper couldn't pimp
Call Mix if you wanna peep game simp
Freak daddy wanna get nasty
Call freak momma fast G....
Freak momma!
Freak momma!
Freak momma!
Slow this ho down y'all
Bring it back
Verse two, the mackin ain't never through
Old nasty rapper wanna get wit you
You can dance on the table and play that stripper role
And make love on the console
She ain't nothin nice
Undercover vice done picked her up twice
She ain't no ho though, take your No-Doz
She'll put you on the floor and then 'Oh no'
Wine wine wine sexy dancer
No need to romance ya
I just wanna tap that bird
So heed the word you just heard
We fuss and cuss and kick up much dust
But you know rap stars, you can trust us
Ain't no sense in throwin no drag or drama
Come on baby gimme that freak momma.....
The Mack is back, sweepin up smack packs
Still slangin that game on a rock track
Been in this bank and it don't stop
No, here we go again settin up shop
Yep, lookin for a thang with the nice hips
Mmm, better have a set of them big lips
When it comes to sex I want a freak
No leash but the baby got back teeth
It's on partner, get it on tape son
Here I come with another one
I wanna put you in the Mud, honey
Spittin out of them guts like it ain't funny
Yep yep yep Peter Piper couldn't pimp
Call Mix if you wanna peep game simp
Freak daddy wanna get nasty
Call freak momma fast G....
Freak momma!
Freak momma!
Freak momma!
Slow this ho down y'all
Bring it back
Verse two, the mackin ain't never through
Old nasty rapper wanna get wit you
You can dance on the table and play that stripper role
And make love on the console
She ain't nothin nice
Undercover vice done picked her up twice
She ain't no ho though, take your No-Doz
She'll put you on the floor and then 'Oh no'
Wine wine wine sexy dancer
No need to romance ya
I just wanna tap that bird
So heed the word you just heard
We fuss and cuss and kick up much dust
But you know rap stars, you can trust us
Ain't no sense in throwin no drag or drama
Come on baby gimme that freak momma.....
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