That's right, you knows what I'm saying
Your mother's offered me the goods, I'm not paying.
It started as a laugh, as a bit of a joke
Something funny to say when I was having a smoke.
I first heard off this bloke, this f****** rumour going round
Your mother's reputation it's not sound
She's saving up the pennies hoping they'd turn into pounds
To have an operation to swap her gender around.
It's a shock to me and it's a shock to you
Your mother's got a beard, sandals and a p**** too
It don't look right see, when she's walking down the street
To see her ball bag jiggin' to the beat of her feet
I said
Your mother's got a p****
Your mother's got a p****
Your mother's got a p****
That's right
Your mother's got a p****
In internet rooms and computer mainframes
There's loads of emails but your mother's blue veins.
Not the ones in her legs or the backs of her arms
But the ones in her member hidden in her gown.
She walks around proud, with a short dress on
Which sometimes exposes the tip of her dong.
Often it's dripping, sometimes it's dry
No matter when I see her there's a tear in my eye.
I thought I had to tell you, had to put it in a letter
But I thought f*** that I'd write a song in much better.
The only way to do it, to really let you know
I could prove it because I gave it a blow.
It was purely accidently because she got me really drunk
And she made me kiss her elephant trunk.
You know why? That's right
Your mother got a p****.
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****)
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****)
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****, c'mon)
That's right
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****)
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****)
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****)
Your mother's got a p**** (Let's Rock !)
That's right
Your mother's got a p****
When she walks down the street, then she walks like John Wayne
I just seen her p****** standing up again.
Don't make no sense when you see her here and there
She got a c*** and b**** and real pubic hair.
And a single eye that sometimes weeps
If she lying on the bed then she rubs it on the sheets
Or up against the door or the back of your neck
If your mother's around then you make a double check.
I hate to tell you with all due respect
Take your mother to the doctors because her front b**'s wrecked.
You know why?
Your mother's got a p**** (C'mon Wembley)
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****)
Your mother's got a p****
Your mother's got a p**** (Put your hands in the air, Wembley)
That's right
Your mother's got a p**** (Yes)
Your mother's got a p**** (Wembley Arena, I can feel the electricity, C'mon !)
Your mother's got a p****
Your mother's got a p****
That's right
Your mother's got a p****
For the 18th week running, UK rap grounp the GLC hold the number one
position of the US billboard chart with another smash hit, Your Mother's Got A p****.
Come 'ere boys, you ever seen a woman with a c*** before?
Come yer, c'mon look at it. Bouncing up and down I'll stick it in you
Come yer, a woman with a c***. Tidy !
Yeah it's the truth man, his mother have actually got a p****.
Your mother's offered me the goods, I'm not paying.
It started as a laugh, as a bit of a joke
Something funny to say when I was having a smoke.
I first heard off this bloke, this f****** rumour going round
Your mother's reputation it's not sound
She's saving up the pennies hoping they'd turn into pounds
To have an operation to swap her gender around.
It's a shock to me and it's a shock to you
Your mother's got a beard, sandals and a p**** too
It don't look right see, when she's walking down the street
To see her ball bag jiggin' to the beat of her feet
I said
Your mother's got a p****
Your mother's got a p****
Your mother's got a p****
That's right
Your mother's got a p****
In internet rooms and computer mainframes
There's loads of emails but your mother's blue veins.
Not the ones in her legs or the backs of her arms
But the ones in her member hidden in her gown.
She walks around proud, with a short dress on
Which sometimes exposes the tip of her dong.
Often it's dripping, sometimes it's dry
No matter when I see her there's a tear in my eye.
I thought I had to tell you, had to put it in a letter
But I thought f*** that I'd write a song in much better.
The only way to do it, to really let you know
I could prove it because I gave it a blow.
It was purely accidently because she got me really drunk
And she made me kiss her elephant trunk.
You know why? That's right
Your mother got a p****.
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****)
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****)
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****, c'mon)
That's right
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****)
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****)
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****)
Your mother's got a p**** (Let's Rock !)
That's right
Your mother's got a p****
When she walks down the street, then she walks like John Wayne
I just seen her p****** standing up again.
Don't make no sense when you see her here and there
She got a c*** and b**** and real pubic hair.
And a single eye that sometimes weeps
If she lying on the bed then she rubs it on the sheets
Or up against the door or the back of your neck
If your mother's around then you make a double check.
I hate to tell you with all due respect
Take your mother to the doctors because her front b**'s wrecked.
You know why?
Your mother's got a p**** (C'mon Wembley)
Your mother's got a p**** (Your mother's got a p****)
Your mother's got a p****
Your mother's got a p**** (Put your hands in the air, Wembley)
That's right
Your mother's got a p**** (Yes)
Your mother's got a p**** (Wembley Arena, I can feel the electricity, C'mon !)
Your mother's got a p****
Your mother's got a p****
That's right
Your mother's got a p****
For the 18th week running, UK rap grounp the GLC hold the number one
position of the US billboard chart with another smash hit, Your Mother's Got A p****.
Come 'ere boys, you ever seen a woman with a c*** before?
Come yer, c'mon look at it. Bouncing up and down I'll stick it in you
Come yer, a woman with a c***. Tidy !
Yeah it's the truth man, his mother have actually got a p****.