RuPaul - Call Me Mother lyrics

Guess who's back in the house
Heels click-clackin' about
Fine, fresh, feminine, style to 11
I'm divine, so heavenly gentlemen sweatin'
It's dimes across the board with no doubt
Body like WOW!
Pussy 'bout to end this drought
Titties so plentiful, fish queen jezebel
Should be criminal
Don't make sense for a bitch
To be this endowed north to the south
What is that sound?
Watch me drop, drop, drop into the ground
Wait for the four, drop to the floor
Add up the tens to get the score
I been that bitch, yes I love that drama
Fishy, feminine up-and-comer
From the Clintons to the Obamas
I keep it tight, now they call me Mother
Jaded queen bitch, I love that drama
Fishy, feminine up-and-comer
From the Clintons to the Obamas
I keeps it tight, now they call me
Mother

Na na na na na na na na na brrat-at-at
Na na na na not now giggity-giggity hat
Barack get back bap butta ba ba pow
I'm a cunny hunny, a cunny hunny
A honey bun but I
Count my money, I count my money
With a brap-brap
Knick to da knick da knick-knack
I'm black with the freaky money
Click-clack, ow

Na na na na na na na na na brrat-at-at
Na na na na not now giggity-giggity hat
Barack get back bap butta ba ba pow
I'm a cunny hunny, a cunny hunny
A honey bun but I
Count my money, I count my money
With a brap-brap
Knick to da knick da knick-knack
I'm black with the freaky money
Click-clack, ow

Jaded queen shade machine
Gangsta lean best believe

I'm that Glamazon they know my name because
I'm on another echelon
Miss Automatic, Supersonic, I'm a Sass-a-tron
And I ain't lookin' up to anyone
The gams are long
And I'm ready shake the jelly
When the jam comes on
The kind of thing that all
The fellas make advances on
I'm only gettin' out of bed for $20 Million
Now get your camera phone
Cause in a minute I'm about to be on
(Here come that girl)
Here come that girl, o oh shit what up
(Give me twirl)
Give them twirl, that's the bread and butter
(Clutch them pearls)
Clutch your pearls, she's the big shot caller
(Cross me squirrel) get-get run over, over
None of these bitches is cunty like Ru
Cluckity chickens, I'm pluckin' they plumes
Runnin' my business, Boss comin' through
When I step in you know well what it do
Uh, y'all know well what it do
None of these bitches is fuckin' with Ru
Runnin' my businesses, don't need a witness
Yes, when I step in
They know well what it do
When I step in, they know well what it do
Yeah, bitch, she done already done had hers
She been done had herses

Jaded queen shade machine
Gangsta lean best believe (Mother Ru)

Na na na na na na na na na brrat-at-at
Na na na na not now giggity-giggity hat
Barack get back bap butta ba ba pow
I'm a cunny hunny, a cunny hunny
A honey bun but I
Count my money, I count my money
With a brap-brap
Knick to da knick da knick-knack
I'm back with the freaky money
Click-clack, ow

Na na na na na na na na na brrat-at-at
Na na na na not now giggity-giggity hat
Barack get back bap butta ba ba pow
I'm a cunny hunny, a cunny hunny
A honey bun but I
Count my money, I count my money
With a brap-brap
Knick to da knick da knick-knack
I'm black with the freaky money
Click-clack, ow