I got ya grandma on my dick (ha ha)
Our children must be taught, of africa
Pretty happy with where i live
She need up in her life
For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home
Wearing sweaters your grandma sewn
I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her
At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later
104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way
It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray
Its as beautiful as a birthday cake
You gotta pay homage in order to get paid
She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say
When there's only two spots and it's your birthday.
Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada
Wronger than my grammar and stronger than my grandma
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