Spring, fall, winter, and summer
She can't be my mother
I’m young and wild and i charm our old mother
10 chains i done copped em for the summer
Cause that rap ain't gotta be for fun
Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women
And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her
Live your life or fold under that cruel summer
{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her
Super summer , yellow hummer
Takin' breaks will leave you broken
The bigger the the fun
Summer school? ya, ok.
As: i forgot it’s mother’s day
They call me spy, wonder why cos you y'all die by summer
I put that battery in backs ho small wonder
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