Hoochi Mumma

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Stooshe - Pop, R&B

Hoochi Mumma

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[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 that mean? Ha, ha, ha Basically it means Ooh [Verse 1: Karis, Courtney, Alex, All] She-e-e's living in a council house Five bedrooms, three bathrooms and no spouse Ah, I know you 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" Ugh! I know you know what I mean! (Ooh) [Pre-Chorus: All (Karis & Alex Lead), Courtney] Short skirt, dirty flirt, hands down you trousers As she gets your wallet out (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Kissing your lips (Whoops!) Your money slipped Run for cover, she's about [Chorus: All (Karis Lead), 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 your dollar Should have 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, All] 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" Ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah-ay She's like the local piece of brass The boys like her, she's all lycra and no class "You taking the mick?" (Ooh-ooh-ooh) "This is designer mate… See? I'm so hot" (Ooh) [Pre-Chorus: All (Karis & Alex Lead), 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 brav, you're getting played... [Chorus: All (Karis Lead), 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 your dollar Should have 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, ahh, she couldn't be faker 'Effin ya husband and guessing his wage, ah Hollering monthly the day he gets paid She's the kind you'll see in The Sun For shagging ziiing and robbing his mum What? No! Not robbing his mum, robbing with his mum, Sue, Sue! Oh, yeah Sue, I like Sue (Ha, ha!) [Chorus: All (Karis Lead), Courtney, Karis, 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! (Yeah) Hoochi mumma, mumma Rinsing all your dollar Should have 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!

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Credits

Writers
  • Courtney Rumbold
  • Darren Lewis
  • Diana Barrand
  • Jo Perry
  • Iyiola Babalola