Yo mama so ugly when she walks down the street in September, people say “Wow, is it Halloween already?”
Yo mama so poor she waves around a popsicle stick and calls it air conditioning.
Yo mama so tall she tripped over a rock and hit her head on the moon.
Yo mama so tall she tripped in Michigan and hit her head in Florida.
Yo mama so poor when I saw her kicking a can down the street, I asked her what she was doing, she said “Moving.”