CHORUS:
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't no good
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't got no friends
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't no good
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't got no friends
I once knew a girl with a funky doo-wop
Spent all her money just to look like a mop.
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't no good
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't got no friends
Yo mama's a pajama,
Yo mama's a llama
Yo mama's a pajama
I love myself, I think I'm grand.
I like to sit and hold my hand
When I grow up I'll marry me,
And somehow form a little family
CHORUS
Yo mama's a pajama,
Yo mama's a llama
Yo mama's a pajama
Yo ma, Yo pa, yo greasy grandma,
She got a big behind like frankenstein,
She go beep beep beep down Sesame Street.
CHORUS
Yo mama's a pajama,
Yo mama's a llama
Yo mama's a pajama
Ain't she sweet;
She get on down the street
(x4)
CHORUS
I once knew a girl with a funky doo-wop
She spent all her money just to look like a mop.
CHORUS
I ask you very con-fidenti-al-ly
Writer(s): Mark White, Eric Schenkman, Aaron Comess, Christopher Gross
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