Tricks keep the stuff and hate creeps
Regular girl, celebrity dreams
Ships that sail to distant places
Im true to my word and spit real stuff
I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen
People laugh at the intelligence, seem to be mean
See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.
Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom
I'll be cursing out like the people on internet talking about islam
Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate
Like all the stuff that i hate was about to inflate
Show ‘em how much they really mean
And much good stuff like homemade ice cream
You know i'm the beast and you'd like to be it
I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket
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