Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah
I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya
Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong
I finally got a girl, mom!/
Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters
Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser
And the moon looking beautiful as ever
Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state
So that's 2 mistakes 1 big headache and 1 sorry mom cake to bake
I just want somebody i can see
Sorry i didn't make this easy
If my mom could hear these lines i'd tell her i'm so sorry
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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