Well go cry to your mom
My sim card's the bomb
I finally got a girl, mom!/
I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb
Red bottoms with the spike work
Theyve made the toughest people hurt
I ain't trynna be forward
Wirting till my finger tips hurt
For the outlawz, here we come
I didn't mean to hurt anyone
I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won
Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom
Reading shit my critics say
Right to wear your mom stay
Im not gone keep feelin hurt
Gotta work - slight work
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