But he don't rule a thing
My mom is so hardworking,
It's the wolf gang, golf wang
Can't tell mom the same thang
Treat yo mom like one of my bitches
And wonder how we ever came to this
See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love
You grounded like mom is you serious?
They are not confident when im talking
Your mom walks in and says good morning
It was his mom i made cry
I'm the other guy
Your mom blows, she's a hoe
One time for the 305, though
Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong
But did you think about your mom,
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