Z was in the tub a few minutes ago & i told him he needed to wash up, then call me when he was ready for me to wash his hair. he didn't call though so i went to check on him.
i asked if he was ready & he said yes, that he was even singing a song to call me.
i told him i didn't hear the song & would he please repeat it.
he obliged & this is how it goes:
momma i know you like the booty, i know you want the booty momma-son