Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift
I bang your mom so hard you can call me a terrorist
My mom gave me two selections
The jiggas and the tips
If i left would u leave with me?
I just want somebody i can see
You can find me at the exit, you're right, my left
Cause i was never hesitant to represent
Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine
But me and my mom poor all at the very same time
Told me she was #speeding 'cause of dealing with scars left
Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed
Walk on with your scars, don't turn around
My mom makes me feel so proud
How you gonna breast feed me mom? (wah!)
They claim it as their own, africa
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