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Momma Kiss: Inappropriate?

Momma Kiss

If momma ain't happy, ain't nobody happy!

Friday, March 21, 2008


Big Kiss' favorite song (other than the fucking theme to Go Diego Go) is "Low."

It is a rap song.

And my not-even-3-year-old loves it.

Now, it's partially my fault b/c I turn it up for him! Oh, and we let him listen to the ipod once in a while. He puts the ear bud in - smiles this huge grin, takes the ear bud out, looks at it suspiciously, puts it back in, smiles, repeat. It's like - What the fuck? How am I hearing music in this thing?

Anyhoodle...Come on, how can I not laugh OUT LOUD at his little whitey ass dancing around to it. But seriously? Check the lyrics below.

I am waiting for the call from school telling me that he did his little dance and "smacked his booty" and that it is not appropriate behavior.

Until then, we're turning it UP!

I should also mention that I've got a video, but in the interest protecting the innocent (i.e. I don't want no pervs looking at my kid online) it's for my eyes only. Unless he pisses me off when he's 13 and then I will post it on youtube.

Flo-Rida Low feat. T-Pain

Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans]
Boots with the fur [With the fur]
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know Shawty got low low low low low low low low
Them baggy sweat pants And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps]
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack [Ayy]
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

[Verse 1:] I ain't never seen nuthin that'll make me go,
this crazy all night spendin my dough
Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle
to go Dem birthday cakes, they stole the show
So sexual, she was flexible Professional, drinkin X and ooo
Hold up wait a minute, do i see what I think
I Whoa Did I think I seen shorty get low
Ain't the same when it's up that close
Make it rain, I'm makin it snow Work the pole,
I got the bank roll
Imma say that I prefer them no clothes
I'm into that, I love women exposed
She threw it back at me, I gave her more Cash ain't a problem,
I know where it goes
She had them


[Verse 2:] Hey Shawty what I gotta do to get you home
My jeans full of gwap And they ready for Shones
Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy grown
Patrone on the rocks that'll make you moan
One stack (come on) Two stacks (come on) Three stacks (come on, now that's three grand)
What you think I'm playin baby girl
I'm the man, I'll bend the rubber bands
That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder
I knew it was ova, that Henny and Cola
Got me like a Soldier
She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her
So lucky oo me, I was just like a clover Shorty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her, Like a pornography poster
She showed her


[Verse 3:] Whoa Shawty
Yea she was worth the money
Lil mama took my cash, and I ain't want it back,
The way she bit that rag, got her them paper stacks,
Tattoo of above 'er crack, I had to handle that,
I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin
They be want it two in the mornin
I'm zonin in them rosay bottles foamin
She wouldn't stop, made it drop Shorty did that pop and lock,
Had to break her off that gwap
Gah it was fly just like my glock



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