I picked up my mother and took one last kiss.
But not a single fuck for y'all bitches
Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest
But looka the future’s super football star, he’ll hopefully be picked,
With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes
I picked up my mother and took one last kiss.
I picked you up and ran to the dining room
My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon
So i picked the pen up
She was the queen of the club
9 times outta ten
This paper to the pen
Punch the clock, click the pen
Flyer then the rest of them
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