On My Momma (Full Song)
BallaBo$$
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Dont need da designer I want things dats finer Take care of my momma I put dat on my momma Rag top Jag, House on the hill No working just chill All dat for my momma I dont need da drama Not period, Just commas Heating up like a sauna Trips to Cancun, taking flights to the moon Get my foot in da door Tell them niggas make room Tell them niggas move over I come in wit some soldiers We dont care bout ya goons Tell them niggas make room Cuz its my time now Turning up and I cant turn it down Thats on my momma I cant fell I pray that every night that bro dont go through hell I know its hell he just sitting in a cell I wish its some way that I can pay a bail I cant sit back and see all my niggas fail I cant trust them niggas man why them niggas tell I aint never give-up on my squad no no I wish they can see my vision like a go pro Told mom ill put her on a hill, rag top jag I got you 2 Laundry mats a restaurant and a shop too Im moving like a freight train Nigga they cant stop you, they cant stop you Nigga they cant stop you On my momma We gone get these commas On my momma I aint wit da drama Dont need da designer I want things dats finer Take care of my momma I put dat on my momma Rag top Jag, House on the hill No working just chill All dat for my momma I dont need da drama Not period, Just commas Heating up like a sauna Trips to Cancun, taking flights to the moon Get my foot in da door Tell them niggas make room Tell them niggas make space All these millions going round gotta get me some cake I always keep it trill, iont f*ck wit da fake Always wit da real iont f*ck wit da snakes In this shyt for the mufuckin dough tho Like Hine, Nigga fly Solo Like Heinz, im really tryna catch up Cant trust nobody they set up On my momma I cannot let up 'I fell down and they seen me just get up From da muscle , I dont tussle I wont touch you, if you touch me I bust you I aint talkin heavy, but im coming heavy Like a ford or chevy, They gotta let me In the mufuckin door, nigga gotta get more Let me in da door, I was sick of being poor Get my foot in dat door, Let the squad get more 'I started at the bottom pave a way from da bottom floor Im building it up They lost all my trust I Cant lose Love
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