I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds
My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,
If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none
Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season.
When pops a perv, and momma been promiscuous/
Cause my thing something vicious
10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single
I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple
Go cry to your momma, and get some huggies.
Got tired of running from the police
Momma give you kisses and your daddy give you advice
Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price
I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama
Pimpin' this shit up, hittin' ho's, yet respect for my momma.
Shows to do, got record to sell
Momma said i am a hell
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