Stop Looking At My Mom!

What you lookin' at?
What you starin' at?
I see your eyes
I ain't
surprised
Just cause I'm a shorty
don't think I won't do you no harm
Stop
lookin' at my moms,
my moms,
my moms, my moms
Stop lookin' at my moms,

my moms,
my moms, moms
Stop lookin' at her

I don't understand why these dudes
is lookin'
like they've never seen a
beautiful, black woman
She just happens to
be
the one who birthed me,
the one who burped me,
the one who nursed me

So when you see her around
don't ask her on a date
Just let her breathe, homie

so she can enjoy her day
Don't ask for her number
No, you can't have it
And if
you ever do
then we will be goin' at it

That's my mother
That's my
mother
She looks so young
You would think I was her brother
That's my
mother
That's my mother
She fit, pretty sick
and she's like no other

Brother, stop lookin'
It ain't for your eyes
Cause see
Stop lookin'
Or
you gon' have a problem wit me
Stop lookin'
or Imma have to beast
Wild out on
ya' eyes
and disturb the peace

(Chorus)

Okay, yeah
I know she
fly
but don't point wit ya' fingers
and stare wit ya' eyes
You ever see her
vibin'
then look the other way
Just let her vibe, homie
It's nothing you gotta
say
Stop callin' her "ma"
cause she ain't ya' moms
Keep on
dreamin'
She'll never be in ya' arms
She a independent lady
Let her stay like
that
Stay fly, work hard
It's okay like that

That's my mother
That's my
mother
She looks so young
You would think I was her brother
That's my
mother
That's my mother
She fit, pretty sick
and she's like no other

Brother, stop lookin'
It ain't for your eyes
Cause see
Stop lookin'
Or
you gon' have a problem wit me
Stop lookin'
or Imma have to beast
Wild out on
ya' eyes
and disturb the peace

(Chorus)

Don't hiss at her
Don't kiss
at her
Or else I'm gonna have
to throw my fists at ya'
Don't hiss at her

Don't kiss at her
Or else I'm gonna have
to throw my fists at ya'
Keep it
movin'
Don't pursue her
You're a lame
Yeah, you're just a loser
Keep it
movin'
Don't pursue her
You're a lame
Yeah, you're just a
loser

(Chorus)

Look the other way man
She didn't ask for an audience

Oh, you still lookin', right?
Let me ask you one little question
What you lookin'
at?
What you starin' at?
I see your eyes
I ain't surprised
Just cause
I'm a shorty
don't think I won't do you no harm
Stop lookin' at my
moms