Your mom and dad on the list,so i make the tryst,
But it was written in cursive for this king to exist
I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that
Beating on your wife, no longer talking to your dad,
Get the fuckin ra after your
I don't know.. what you're lookin' for
A dog nigga, ballin' bitch
All your other fuckin garbage
Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom
When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm
That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them
While spittin grade a fuckin trash, you want responses? i got 'em
Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great
You do the math while i sit here and fuckin masturbate,
Osculating bitches hormones, keepin it exciting while on my telephone with my dad carl,
With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star
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