Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured
Mommy got me thinking i should be a lord
But respect is more real, and ambition the key
Champagne in my tummy i won't ashame my mommy
All of my sons searching for their mommy now.
Will somebody please show me how
You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live
"mommy i can rap!" oh swell son, that's nice
And bijies like im out and
Tell you mommy, your rattled
My mommy my mommy wont let me have cake until i eat my broccoli..
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
Mow anybody wanna play some hockey
Who got three dick sucks straight from your mommy
When mom && dad got drunk, daddy abused mommy
Bought a brand new car for my after party
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