Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks
Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business
Puts up with mum and dads crap
But i muscle rap
I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women
That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son
Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot
Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot
Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win
And ya mum won't play this, cause i'm always cursing
So slim davy please call up your mum
Magic city tipping them
I care for you more than my mum
500 at the villa ain't no problem
Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem
But i will still give your mum my drops of cum
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