I got your mom yellin,"why you hit it and quit it,"
It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit
Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you
I take cover from the view cause i don't want to catch aids too!
Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone
My mom and dad don't love me, never got along
Mom and dad are on my dick bout everything i fucking do
I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue
Niggas say i'm thirsty , but silent when i got their mom to jerk me, she be beating
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
I finally got a girl, mom!/
Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john
Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,
Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards
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