Bahama Mama Lyrics

Bahama Mama lyrics

this is a tale about a man, his vision is blurried and his world is spinning
fast like fan

 a brand new day means a brand new problem

 and all things seem to fail just before he wants to start them.

 no explanation for this bullshit, brain is out of order, mouth is like a full
clip

 of ordinary things that he wannna tell the world...

 the man i talk about is me, the problem is a bad girl..

 

 yo! shes a foxy one and full of ginger

 abled to turn men in to mice and "battlecats" into "cringers"

 it was hard to handle this shocks

 when "ms. sunny island" met "mr. brompton city boondox".

 it aint hard to tell that the way that i feel

 is like im trapped in a living hell.

 this mamacita drives me crazy and if this situation stays that way

 im pushing up some motherfukkin daysies.

 when she crosses the alley, cars crash,

 and if you wistle after her you might risk a bash(ouch!)

 if you ask her for a date you might catch a smile...

 but she is too hot to handle so dont even try (... dont even try)

 

 so what the deal mommy? haha!

 bahama mama makes me wicked in this fukkin game of love!

 so what the deal mommy? haha!

 i give you everything that ive got.

 

 i told her everything i did in the past,

 to find out more about the girl, thats only made for the braz.

 valentine cards i bought her , flowers and shit.

 a bunch of roses that id put to her door got stolen by a bunch of kids.

 i tried it all but nothing seems to fit,

 until my buddy chino came to me and told me basically this:

 (chino:)"put it 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 doesnt love me

 why dont 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:" ive 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 fukkin game of love.

 so what the deal mommy? haha!

 i give you everything that ive got.

 

 stop romancing, start dancing

 (ladies,shake that 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 fukkin game of love!

 so what the deal mommy? haha!

 i give you everything that ive got!