My mom is so hardworking,
Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win
"ey, mom grab the hatchet"
You don't mean that, you faggot
I was playing with guns
My mom gave me two selections
Strapped up attacking mom nature
And then along came the wrong man for her
So flip me the facts i started killing all these jacks
But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats
Treat yo mom like one of my bitches
I run scandals with savages
Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance
A biggie imposter bout to turn you into bacon to eat with some flap jacks
And i can see us after school, we'd bomb
I finally got a girl, mom!/
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