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“Hoochi Mumma” is a playful and satirical commentary on a promiscuous and manipulative woman who uses her sexuality to exploit men for their money and resources. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of this character, aiming to expose and criticise the behaviour of this type of woman, highlighting the c...
[Intro: Courtney, Karis, Alex]
What can we do on this intro?
Ugh, es una puta sucia!
What! Check you out...
Nice little bit of Spanish there Karis! Ha ha
But what does it mean? Ha ha ha
Basically it means
Ooooooo...
[Verse 1: Karis, Courtney, Alex]
She-e-e's living in a council house
Five bedrooms, three bathrooms and no spouse
Aah, I know ya know what I mean
She's in love (Yeah, with the social)
Her-er-er kids are on the hand me downs
And she's rocking a boob jobby an' Tiffney
Yeah, "Got all the charms ain't snide or nothing"(Uurgh!)
I know you know what I mean!
[Hook 1: All, Courtney]
Short skirt, dirty flirt, hands down ya trousers
As she gets ya wallet out (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kissing ya lips (whoops!)
Ya money slipped
Run for cover, she's about...
[Chorus: All, Courtney, Karis & Alex]
Hoochi mumma mumma
Gonna bang her bang her
Hope you wanna wanna
Be a baby father
Na na na na na (Na na na na na)
She got you trapped
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha!
Hoochi mumma mumma
Rinsing all ya dollar
Should 'ave worn a rubber
Duck! Nah you ain't gonna
Na na na na na (Na na na na na)
She got you trapped
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha!
[Verse 2: Karis, Alex]
N-n-n-no never worked a nine to five
No grafting, she's shafting the system
What! I ain't got no time to work
Ooooooo, ye-e-ee-ay
She's like the local piece of brass
The boys like her, she's all lycra and no class
"You taking the mick?
This is designer mate… See I'm so hot"
[Hook 2: All, Courtney]
Man said drop me out
Gotta be kidding if she thinks she's got it made (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Couple more drinks now
She looking fitter!
But watch out braaav, ya getting played...
[Chorus: All, Courtney, Karis & Alex]
Hoochi mumma mumma
Gonna bang her bang her
Hope you wanna wanna
Be a baby father
Na na na na na (Na na na na na)
She got you trapped
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha!
Hoochi mumma mumma
Rinsing all ya dollar
Should 'ave worn a rubber
Duck! Nah you ain't gonna
Na na na na na (Na na na na na)
She got you trapped
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha!
[Verse 3: Courtney, Karis, Alex]
Hoochi mumma yeah, mickey taker
Wanna be wag, ahhhh she couldn't be faker
'Effin ya husband and guessing his wage
Hollering monthly the day he gets paid
She's the kind you'll see in "The Sun"
For shagging John (BEEP!) and robbing his mum
What? No! not robbing his mum, robbing with his mum, Sue...
Sue? Oh yeah Sue, I like Sue...
[Chorus: All, Courtney, Karis & Alex]
Hoochi mumma mumma
Gonna bang her bang her
Hope you wanna wanna
Be a baby father
Na na na na na (Na na na na na)
She got you trapped
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha!
Hoochi mumma mumma
Rinsing all ya dollar
Should 'ave worn a rubber
Duck! Nah you ain't gonna
Na na na na na (Na na na na na)
She got you trapped
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha!
Hoochi Mumma was written by Courtney Rumbold & Darren Lewis & Diana Barrand & Jo Perry & Iyiola Babalola.
Hoochi Mumma was produced by Future Cut.