Yeah! Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah... Okay! Alright! Yo, Yo. Yo! Yo! Alright, money comes we go now! My mom loved Valium and of drugs. That's I am like I am --'cuz I'm like her. Because my mom loved Valium lots a' drugs. That's I'm on what I'm on --'cuz I'm my mom. "My my mom" --I know you're probably of hearing the "my mom" oh-oh whoa-oh, but is just a story of when I was just a shorty and how I hooked on Va-al-iu-um. Valium was in everything: food that ate, the water that I drank, peas in my plate. She sprinkled just enough of it to season my steak so everyday had at least three stomach aches. Now tell me what kind of would want to see her son be grow to be an under-a-fuckin'-chiever? teacher didn't think I was gonna' be nothing, either: "What the fuck you stickin' gum under the fuckin' seat for?" "Mrs. Mathers, your son been huffing ether. that or the motherfucker's been puffin reefer." But all of this huffin' and puffin' wasn't it was, either. It was neither. I was buzzin', but it wasn't she thought. Pee in a tea cup? Bitch, you ain't my keeper. sleepin'; the fuck you keep on fuckin' with me for? Slut, you need to leave the fuck alone; I ain't playin'. Go find a white crayon and color a fuckin' zebra. My mom loved Valium and of drugs. That's why am like I am --'cuz I'm like her. Because my mom Valium and lots a' drugs. why I'm on what I'm on --'cuz I'm my mom. Wait a minute! This ain't dinner, this is paint "You ate it yesterday; I ain't no complaints, did I?" "Now here's a full of pain killers. Now just wait 'til crush the Valium and put it in your potatoes. You little motherfucker, don't sit there and make that retarded fuckin' face without tastin' it!" "You'd better lick the fuckin', plate; ain't wastin' it. Put your face in it before I throw you in the again! And I ain't givin' in. You're gonna' just sit there and want to play spin again until next Thanksgiving, and you still ain't finished it, I'll use the same shit again, and when I make dip, it'll be placed in the shit! You little shit, wanna' sit there play innocent? A rat fell and hit me in K-Mart, they witnessed it! Child support? Your father, he ain't sent the So what if he did? It's none of your dang business, My mom, no one else quite like my mom. I know I should bygones be bygones, but she's the why I am high on what I'm high on. 'Cuz my loved Valium and lots of drugs. That's why I am like I am --'cuz like her. Because my mom Valium and lots a' drugs. That's why on what I'm on --'cuz I'm my mom. My mom Valium. Now, what I am is a party animal. I am what I am, but I'm strong to finish wit' me Valium spinach. my bars only last about two minutes! But I want to swallow it without chewin' it. I even write a rhyme without you in it, my Valium, my Val-i-um. Oh! Man, I never that I could ever be a drug addict. --"nah, fuck that, I have it happen to me!" but that's actually what has ended happenin' in a tragedy fuckin' passin' it up back to me. And it's probably I got acquainted with the taste, ain't it? Pharmaceuticals are the bomb, Mom! She killed the fuckin' dope with the medicine she done fed Feed it a fuckin' aspirin and that it has a headache. "Here, wanna' snack? You hungry, fuckin' brat? at that! It's a Xanax! Take it and take a nap! Eat it!" But I need it! fuck it, then break it up! Take a little piece and beat it before you Nathan up!" Alright, Ma, you win! I feel like arguin'! I'll do it --pop and it, start wobblin', stumble, hobble, tumble, slip, trip, then I in bed with bottle of meds and Heath Ledger bobble head! My mom Valium and lots of drugs. That's why I am I am --'cuz I'm like her. my mom loved Valium and lots a' drugs. That's why I'm on what I'm --'cuz I'm my mom. My mom, I'm just her! My mom, my mom, my (x3) My mom, my [in an Eric Cartman voice:] My mama, I takin' this no more. Heh, sorry mom! I sill you, though! [kiss sound] Dre 2010! [in a mocking tone:] Man this shit is hella' hard, homie! Man, take us on here... Oh!