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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay
Alright, aight, aight, aight, aight
Yo, yo
Aight, Ima lay the chorus first
Here we go now
My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
Thats why I am like I am cause Im like her.
Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
Thats why Im on what Im on cause Im my mom
My mom, my mom, I know youre probably tired
Of hearing bout my mom, oh-ho, whoa-ho
But this is just a story of when I was just a shorty
And how I became hooked on Va-aliu-um
Valium was in everything, food that I ate
The water that I drank, fuckin peas on my plate
She sprinkled just enough of it to season my steak
So every day Id have at least three stomachaches
Now tell me, what kind of mother would want to see her
Son grow up to be an undera-fuckin-chiever?
My teacher didnt think I was gonna be nothin either
What the fuck you stickin gum up under the fucking seat for?
Mrs. Mathers, your son has been huffing ether
Either that or the motherfuckers been puffin reefer
But all this huffin and puffin wasnt what it was either
It was neither, I was buzzing but it wasnt what she thought
Pee in a teacup? Bitch, you aint my keeper, Im sleeping
What the fuck you keep on fucking with me for?
Slut, you need to leave me the fuck alone, I aint playin
Go find you a white crayon and color a fucking zebra
My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
Thats why I am like I am cause Im like her
Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
Thats why Im on what Im on cause Im my mom
Wait a minute, this aint dinner, this is paint thinner
You ate it yesterday, I aint hear no complaints, did I?
Now heres a plate full of painkillers
Now just wait til I crush the Valium and put it in your potatoes
You little motherfucker, Ill make you sit there and make
That retarded fucking face without even tasting it
You better lick the fucking plate, you aint wasting it
Put your face in it fore I throw you in the basement again
And I aint givin in, youre gonna just sit there
In one fucking place, finnickin til next Thanksgiving
And if you still aint finished it Ill use the same shit again
Then when I make spinach dip itll be placed in the shit
You little shit, wanna sit there and play innocent?
A rack fell and hit me in K-Mart and they witnessed it
Child support, your father, he aint sent the shit
And so what if he did? Its none of your dang business, kid
My mom
Theres no one else quite like my mom
I know I should let bygones be bygones
But shes the reason why I am high what Im high on
Cause my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
Thats why I am like I am cause Im like her
Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
Thats why Im on what Im on cause Im my mom
My mom loved Valium, now all I am
Is a party animal, I am what I am
But Im strong to the finish with me Valium spinach
But my buzz only lasts about two minutes
But I dont wanna swallow it without chewin it
I cant even write a rhyme without you in it
My Valium, my Vaaaaaa-liummmm, ohh
Man, I never thought that I could ever be
A drug addict, naw, fuck that, I cant have it happen to me
But thats actually what has ended up happening
A tragedy, the fucking past ended up catching me
And its probably where I got acquainted with the taste, aint it?
Pharmaceuticals are the bomb, Mom, beautiful
She killed the fuckin dog with the medicine she done fed it
Feed it a fuckin Aspirin and say that it has a headache
Here, want a snack? You hungry, you fuckin brat?
Look at that, its a Xanax, take it and take a nap, eat it
But I dont need it Well fuck it then, break it up
Take a little piece and beat it before you wake Nathan up
Alright Ma, you win, I dont feel like arguin
Ill do it, pop and gobble it and start wobblin
Stumble, hobble, tumble, slip, trip, then I fall in bed
With a bottle of meds and a Heath Ledger bobblehead
My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
Thats why I am like I am cause Im like her
Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs
Thats why Im on what Im on cause Im my mom
My mom, Im just like her
My mom, my mom, my mom
My mom, my mom, my mom
My mom, my mom, my mom
My mom, my momma
Me momma, I like-a da momma
Haha, sorry Mom
I still love you though
Dr. Dre, 2010
Ay, this shit is hella hard, homie
Yo, take us on outta here
Woo!