They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box
A washed up queer licking tampoons out your moms
But most dads are the same, while most moms are unique. (x2)
Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex
I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box
I did what i wanted man, dont listen to my moms
But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class
Fake the laughs cause he knew his moms would break his ass
I made your moms ass rosy
What them tippers don't see
Pathological liars even know i'm the truth
Karma grasped and the moms collapsed from the news
I do mind when i hear they moms crying
Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring
Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms
For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots
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