Your papa your mama should tell you not to miss with me
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
They gotta like a nigga, call me obama
He gave me so much drama i had to call my mama,
I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city
Motherfuckers look at me, she twerkin all on me,
She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/
Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips
She wanted me to move on as quickly as i possibly could.
The little engine that could, this little nigga is good
I’m polamalu, 600 the newest model
She told me to put it on full throttle
Now he calling me baby mama
I try to tell them i'm one of the
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