I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents
Girls come form a queue and show me all your fucking breasts
Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps
Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks
Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show
She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow
11.1.11 is when it all makes sense
Me and your mum had rough sex
You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
And she fucking me cuz im a fucking g
Mum and dad dintnt like it
Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit
Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps
So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps
Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot
Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit
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