Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip
While your fat ass mother made you babysit
Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live
Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks
Moms really getting mad when i call you that
So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"
And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven
That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son
It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn
Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can
But i will still give your mum my drops of cum
Odd future wolf gang, wu-tang banging in your system
So slim davy please call up your mum
The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come
Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies
Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees
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