Hell naw you need to re-think that
I don't know why i'm even on this track
Now he calling me baby mama
Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre
Look, by the end of this song
Didn't yo mama tell you that is wrong
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/
I try not to obey them at anytime
Money can be re-earned, but you cant turn back time
'cause your mama used to beat you with a belt buckle.
Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful
Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga
I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh
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