Mamma I Want To Sing lyrics

[Intro: Sean Price]
Yeah, sing with me
Da Da Da, Da Da, Da Da Da Da, Da Da Daa

[Verse One: Sean Price]
(Yo, microphone check, one, two, what is this?
A bird, it's a plane, n*gga mind your business
Witness, a real n*gga ready to dump heat
Last king of Scotland, you n*ggas is lunchmeat) x2

Ya mean? Idi Amin team supreme
Mean flow when green glow, the Elohim (P!)
Team of feigns around me looking for good sh*t
Stash under a loose brick, holding the deuce fifth
This crack game remind me of the rap game
Bunch of b*tch n*ggas getting smacked for wack chains
Champagne brain and deuce deuce thoughts
Now them n*ggas drink tall cans, flipping loose Newports (Damn)
P! I ain't with none of the b*tch sh*t
Like saying peace God while you snacking on rib tips
I rip sh*t, I am the best rapper
You rip sh*t, you are the best crapper

[Verse Two: Buckshot]
Who the f*ck is this calling me at 5:46 in the AM
Oh this b*tch that swear to god she can sing like Lena Horne
So she lean on me hard for a job, oh my God
Naw, not you too Ms
Different chick same sh*t, "Buck I could do this"
You don't say? Word?
That's why I heard you sing right after we f*cked the other day? Don't play Ma
Get the f*ck out of the shower, or come f*ck for an hour
Stop singing your problems, talking about
You wanna sing like Keyshia Cole
But you song like Keyshia when she reaching a cold so
Do him a favor, do me a favor
Suck di*k right now save your singing for later
'Cause right now is just not a go
First things first, come here, let me show you how to blow
[Outro: Buckshot and Sean Price]
(Da Da Da, Da Da, Da Da Da Da, Da Da Daa)
b*tches want to sing for us
Mamma I want to sing, mamma I want to sing
You don't wanna sing b*tch
Mamma I want to sing, mamma I want to sing
Mamma I want to sing, mamma, mamma
This is what she said to me Ruck