You gon' tip her
Mother, o my mother
I'm a grade a o g
Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty
No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one
It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello
Doctor told him to eat jelly eya-eya o
Mother, o my mother
When we not in summer
Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
O, the o is for the oppression that's been done to me.
Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party
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