Kreayshawn – The Mom Song (ft. Christina P.) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Kreayshawn - The Mom Song (ft. Christina P.) (prod. Yung Skrrt)

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Kreayshawn The Mom Song
Kreayshawn The Mom Song

Back in 2011, Kreayshawn quickly rose to fame with the release of “Gucci Gucci,” on which she raps about smoking millions of swisher blunts, hanging out in a room full of bad bitches, and avoiding what the “basic bitches” wear – namely Gucci, Louis, Fendi, and Prada.

The track was undeniably a hit, and could be heard blasting out of cars everywhere a decade ago. In the years since, the 32-year-old has continued to make music, and has even ventured into comedy rap.

On “The Mom Song,” Kreayshawn and Christina P. rap about the trials and tribulations of parenthood, namely no longer being able to do ketamine with your friends, and having to give up aimlessly scrolling through TikTok.

“I got hella kids and they all up in my business/I can’t do shit man, these kids they really reckless/Kids always watchin’ Paw Patrol on my TV/ I just wanna watch Gossip Girl can you leave me alone,” the San Francisco native raps over the beat.

Kreayshawn – The Mom Song (ft. Christina P.) (prod. Yung Skrrt)

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Lyrics

[Intro: Kreayshawn]
Hey (Oh)
Man, being a mom sucks ass (But I love it, hell yeah) (Sucks ass)
I can’t do shit anymore, I’m fuckin’ bored
I got no life, oh, no life
Skrrt

[Verse 1: Kreayshawn]
I got hella kids (Hella kids) and they all up in my business
I can’t do shit, man (Man) these kids, they really reckless
Kids always watchin’ Paw Patrol on my TV (Turn it off)
I just wanna watch Gossip Girl, can you leave me alone ([?])
I wanna stare at my phone and watch Tik Toks (Baby)
But I gotta wash shitty drawers and your dirty socks ([?])
I miss sleepin’ and fuckin’ anywhere I want (I do)
Now I’m breast feedin’ in the bathroom at a restaurant (Ugh)
Callin’ me to come out past six PM? (Nope)
It’s dinner time, cookin’ macaroni again (Yup)
You still belong to the streets, now there’s piss in my sheets (There is)
All my friends askin’ me to do ketamine (Ugh)

[Chorus: Kreayshawn]
I got kids, man, I can’t do that (Nope)
I can’t do that, (Nope) I can’t do that
I got a baby, I can’t do that (Nope)
I can’t do that, (Nope) I can’t do that
Buyin’ up free granola bars for the field trip
I can’t do that, (Nope) I can’t do that
Can’t even think of a fucking (I’m fucked up)
Way to finish this song (What?) ’cause my brain’s fried
(Mom brain) I can’t do it

[Bridge: Christina P.]
“I’m so tired, I used to be cool” (I’ve changed so many diapers)
“Why does nobody tell me I’m tired of sleep”
“I used to go to the clubs” (So much poop in my life)
“And see bands play”
“Gotta take the dump, loan, in five years”
“Who needs to see this much shit everywhere?”
“Asleep by nine thirty, dog” (Watchin’ me, two kids)
“Wake up at six. Who wakes up at six?”
“I pull batteries out of their mouth ”

[Verse 2: Christina P.]
Hittin’ Target twice a week (No)
Got Starbucks just to tweak (Air conditioning)
Target Cabernet Lexapro just to sleep (Good night)
So excited buying’ powder for my husband’s feet ([?])
Gotta record a podcast for next week (Four strokes)
Lipstick on the walls, turds in the tub (Yuck)
Piss in my Hydro Flask (Ugh)
Just wanna hit the club (He’s [?] friendly)
Used to dry hump Puerto Ricans (Yay)
Now I’m home on the weekend (Go change)
Want dick? Gotta schedule it
(Mmm. Right before ninety day fiancé)

[Chorus: Kreayshawn]
I got kids, man, I can’t do that (Nope)
I can’t do that, (Nope) I can’t do that
I got a baby, I can’t do that (Nope)
I can’t do that, (Nope) I can’t do that
Buyin’ up free granola bars for the field trip
I can’t do that, (Nope) I can’t do that
Can’t even think of a fucking (I’m fucked up)
Way to finish this song (What?) ’cause my brain’s fried
(Mom brain) I can’t do it

[Outro: Christina P.]
“Kreayshawn, mom tits together, on this joint, as they say. I’m gonna go home. I gotta go to bed. It’s almost eight o’ clock. I’m exhausted. Who stays up this late?”
“Gotta go home and milk my husband. He’s all backed up. He’s all pissed, grumblin’ about the trash. I gotta milk those nuts, drain the poison from my husband. Otherwise, my life is a misery.”

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