And ya mum won't play this, cause i'm always cursing
I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds
His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts
Puts up with mum and dads crap
The third one is mixed, white and black
Bitch, i flow like shady back when his mum made him crazy,
Where your whereabouts baby? i care about you lady
Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies
Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees
Sweet, okay makes sense
Me and your mum had rough sex
Fam 2s me a blem, dishonor on the jakes
I'm back on these highways moving cakes
To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds
His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts
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