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My mom screamed at me so i sliced off her tits and said "listen bitch quit havin fits"
But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes
Treat yo mom like one of my bitches
Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn
My mom and dad don't love me, never got along
My mom and pops didn't want me
I swear they think i'm crazy
Walk that body, talk that body
Well, wait; won’t my mom get mad at me?
The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss
My mom is scolding me again for fucking bitches
Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine
But me and my mom poor all at the very same time
Flapjack, ooh he bring
My mom is so hardworking,
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