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