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Mama Do the Hump Lyrics

by Rizzle Kicks

Lyricist: Rizzle Kicks

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Mama Do the Hump Lyrics

Mama Wont you please let me Mama Wont you please let me Mama Wont you please let me Mama Wont you please let me Mama Wont you please let me Mama Wont you please let me Yo coming in the sound fresher then cut grass (Fun starts) Second that we enter if you must ask (rush past) Like you've forgotten your mind Or the drivers all up in your face like can I see your Bus pass! ? Huh naa We just wanna lickle rhyme bruv Call me what you want you want but you should not call it A night love. And I might just join the mile high club Only problem being that I couldnt give a flying f**k Yeah lemme touch back down Slap her bum until it Comes back round Half the rooms like OI what's this all about, with The other half jiving like I love that sound. A yeah yeah, I love that sound, A yeah yeah I love that sound. So flick your fag butts at once on a mad one like Yeah your mama can hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Yo' it's been a long week How I've got this much energy is beyond me I just want all of these girls to be on me And maybe even one of these girls could be Beyonce. We ain't gonna pack that rap noise in All of that cheesy stuff, clap clap sing And we're gonna burn some calories Right here, Right now And over till a Fat Boy Slims Mama Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Yeah knock a rum back down, Bust a little jiggy as the Drum track pounds. Half the room are just making their own crowd with The other half jiving I love that sound. A yeah yeah I love that sound, a yeah yeah I love that sound. So flick your fag butts at once on a mad one like Yeah your mama can hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump When we step into the room everybody makes a Pathway Cause you know RK make the dance change. And we rule that crowd And we don't change pace at the half way. We we, we keep it moving We we, we hold it down. Can't stop Break sweat No loosing Yes Nobody gonna take my crown. Hold back. Na na na na never gonna happen, Go back Na na na na never gonna happen Especially when it's all packed out, Crowd shouting out Yeah, I love that sound. A yeah yeah, I love that sound, A yeah yeah I love that sound. So flick your fag butts at once on a mad one like Yeah your mama can hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump Mama do the hump mama do the hump hump, mama Won't you please let me do the hump hump

Meaning of Mama Do the Hump

“Mama Do the Hump” by Rizzle Kicks is a chaotic explosion of youthful energy and frustrated desire, wrapped in a deliberately awkward and confrontational delivery. The core theme revolves around an intense, almost desperate yearning for physical connection – specifically, a “hump,” which functions as a coded expression for sexual activity – coupled with a complete disregard for social conventions and inhibitions. The repeated demand, "Mama, do the hump," isn't simply a request; it’s a primal shout against boredom, societal expectations, and perhaps even a subtle rebellion against parental authority represented by “Mama.” The lyrics paint a picture of a group of young men, fueled by an exhausting week and a potent desire for attention, attempting to inject some wild abandon into a scene that seems hesitant to respond. The references – the bus pass check, the comparison to the "mile high club," and the aspiration to attract Beyoncé – highlight their inflated ego and the intoxicating fantasy of instant gratification. Musically, the song deliberately leans into an almost aggressively simplistic dance-pop structure, driven by a repetitive, insistent beat reminiscent of Fat Boy Slim’s work, emphasizing the urge to move and lose oneself in the moment. The frantic energy, coupled with the deliberately crude language (“flying f**k”) and jarring shifts in tone – from playful rhyming to blunt demands – creates an intentionally uncomfortable listening experience. Rizzle Kicks aren't attempting profound artistry; they’re capturing a raw, unfiltered snapshot of adolescent exuberance, frustration, and a willingness to push boundaries. Ultimately, the song’s enduring appeal lies in its unapologetic celebration of impulsive behavior and the messy pursuit of connection, even if that connection is expressed through a deliberately absurd and provocative act: "Mama, do the hump.”

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