This is a song about "Yo mom is a hoe"

I finally got a girl, mom!/

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Trophy//is not taking a shower when your mom pussy juices soak me//i'ma live

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

A nigga so wack even yo mamma know what the truth is

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

Yo we roll in the hole,we roll with the hoe

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

Now i ain't a chemist but yo mom and me got chemistry

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Im a boss bitch ,but im not a hoe

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

Is that there wasn't a father for this pimp and this hoe

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

Yo poor ass probably live with your mom in a shack