When i'm on it, on it like my job
Momma just unaware that i sell dope,
Tell my momma i’m a shaman rhymin'
All the girls really want is fun
Momma said shut up and come downwards
Oldest nation on this earth
Lord forbid, for the good kid
My momma needed a new crib
Locked in my room yeah, but i got some plans momma
Ride presidential got me feeling like obama
Now there's using your head, momma always said
You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet
When pops a perv, and momma been promiscuous/
That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes
Wake up, dad gone momma home alone
Real street nigga, ain’t no clone
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