The Muffler Man - Your Mother Is Wacky Lyrics

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Your mother is wacky
She lives in a shacky
She smokes lots of 2baccy
I go like fricky Fracky
Your Mother Is wacky
Like I don't know how
She is so dumb
Where is she from?
The land of the dumb?
Yo
Your mother is wacky

Bam bam bow
I'm asking how?
Like what are y'all doing spewing those lies
Yall tryna deny
How hard I try
Like chicken, yall boutta get fried
Yall been denied
Yall never tried, dont lie
Y'all never tried
Y'all been denied
Like Chicken Y'all boutta, y'all boutta get fried
Y'all never tried, Don't lie.

It's ya boi
No need to toy, no need to play, no, not today
Today all I need to say is I need a better pay
I'm stuck in the middle of the right and wrong way,
And maybe that's where I'll have to stay
Not tryna play
But if yall care, then I'll just share just how fair, I have to be
If I want to explain the pain that fills my brain each time I see a non-electric train
Then Imma have to strain my brain
Just to make it seem plain
Just to get on a private plane
Just to exist on the same plane
Y'all acting like this is a dang game
Let me put this into frame
This ain't a dang game
That clock's going Ticky-Tacky, and I gotta say Your Mother Is Wacky

Your mother is wacky
She lives in a shacky
She smokes lots of 2baccy
I go like frickity Frackity
Your Mother Is wackity
Like I don't know how
She is so dumb
Where is she from?
When you add it up, what is the sum?
Man this is tacky... Your mother is wacky
Where is she from?
The land of the dumb?
Cuz man, That Clock, it's going Ticky Tacky, only thing I gotta really say right now is, Your Mother Is Wacky
That Clock's going Ticky Tacky, and I gotta say, Your Mother Is Wacky

Peace Out
Your Mother