Red Hot Mama Lyrics - Funkadelic

{spoken:} 

A luscious bitch she is, true 

But it's not nice to fool mother nature 

The proud mother of god like all ho's 

Is jealous of her own shadow 

Who is this young Vic Tanny bitch 

Who wish to be queen for a day? 

Who would sacrifice the great grandsons and daughters of her jealous mother 

By sucking their brain until their ability to think was amputated 

By pimping their instincts 

Until they were fat, horny and strung-out 

In a neurotic attempt to be queen of the universe 

Who is this bitch? 

{sung:} 

Red hot mama from Louisiana 

Thumbin' her way to Savannah 

She been cooped up too long 

Red hot mama lookin' to the city 

Taxi dancers and big time spenders 

She's been groovin' 

Red hot mama was gettin' down 

Scoping the places where fun to be found 

She was smokin' 

Ride on, red hot mama 

Girl, you sure look good to me 

Ride on, red hot mama 

Girl, you sure look good to me 

Ride on, red hot mama 

Girl, you sure look good to me 

Ride on, red hot mama 

Girl, you sure look good to me 

Red hot mama was really bad 

She was badder than bad, bad as she want to be 

Red hot mama was a real gas 

Doin' it good and doing it fast 

She was smokin' 

Whoa, {etc}! 

Ride on red hot mama 

Girl, you sure look good to me 

Ride on red hot mama 

Girl, you sure look good to me 

(Come on baby!) 

Ride on red hot mama 

Girl, you sure look good to me 

(Right on!) 

Ride on red hot mama 

Girl, you sure look good to me 

Be my dog! 

You look good, girl 

Carry on! 

Hey! 

Get funky? 

Hey baby 

Be my dog 

Come on, baby! 

Red hot mama 

Right on 

Play, boy-a 

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