Nope notta, i quickly gotta, say, i love you mama, you too papa
She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada
Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money
Your papa your mama should tell you not to miss with me
Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear
Papa set the beer down on the table and started to tear
Slow down ya clock watch and spit like papa doc, hottest crew,
See you was there every year when i needed you
Damn, papa i know you ain't proud
Every year i get it out
I avoid that shit and order papa john's
If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms
Papa took a sip of his beer
What you might’ve thought the vision still clear
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