Lyrics:
Than waste my time
Genetic enhancements
Mushroom flesh
They all generic
Yet the think the ain't like the rest
Just another carbon copy
Nice try was
by far in ya life
I got heroin by the balloons, kabooms and mushrooms
And my 38. specialist puttin' banker's in they tomb's
I'm one, shot, killed,
keeper, if you listen and you dissect
All I talk is money if you listen to my dialect
Bitch, I shot "Grindin'" in my mama's mama's projects
I'm just
you and I
Well, uh, get up, stand up, so what's said, you dickhead
See when I was a youngster, used to wear them fucking Pro Keds
My mama made me
Got a handful of stacks
Better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain
I make it rain on them hos
I make it rain, I make it rain
I make it rain
homeland the devil come and capture us
We were brought down here by pirate Columbus
Mama Africa, it's time for us to come home
Like worst than animal, them
the
Hood with killa genes
Car hard jumpers and seeds is
Gold robers and them cheebas
Fresh off the block, note the leeches
Aiyo, machine gun rap, Maybach
Take several down, lock it in
Got a stash, brought another bill
Pay you off before I shot and kill
Tell them other trenches that I ain't fell
I throw
Papa hit him, Mama kissed him
Made him go to Catechism
With the sisters in their black and white
And all the time those city streets
Were
the Rover (what?)
Thank God I was by Benz (skrrt)
Told my mama to pray I stay in touch with all my friends (Pray for me)
Hundred dollar bills on me now up
[Chorus]
Hey mister,
Stick out ya wrist, how many in this?
Stick out ya chest, are those baguettes?
I need to see how deep them pockets get.
Let
Oh, bbno$ wassup
Run this shit, I work this shit, I did it
No crew (No)
My mama's telling me "yeah, get the money"
Mama, I do (Mama)
You got no
my own thing
Put my mama in a mansion, had to relocate
Remember playing hide and seek in a crawl space
Now I could play it in a sixteen-room by
da, da)
Da, da, da, da (Da, da, da, da, da, da)
(Gotta keep it goin', gotta keep it goin')
Hey yo, as soon as I come home, I'm stressed by my mama
be bi, yeah, she gotta be bi
You thinkin' I started this shit and then wasn't gon' finish, you gotta be crazy
You know that them pistols and peelers
ex again last night, Mama
She was at a dance at Miller's store
She was with that Jackie White, Mama
I killed them both, and they're buried under
(what?)
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at (boy)
I see she wearin' them jeans that show her buttcrack (hey)
My girls can't wear that, why?
and some wealth
I need you by my side till my death
Girl i need you right now
Girl i need you right now
Go head pull them panties down
Might shoot up
hurts you, you'll bleed on someone who ain't cut you, damn
Wise words my mama sent
Why you think I'm single still, ain't met a chick as solid yet
I
to cope](tell me)
'cause ya mama went through the same thing(i bet you did)
Be not justified by what your friends might think]
chorus
(mama I do my best
To obey
listen
The poverty bothers me but mama's working wonders in the kitchen
Listen I can hear her crying in the bedroom
Praying for money we never think
And my little brother James
Thangs changed in the hood
Where I live at, them rats know
Mama I want to sing but
Mama I want to trick, and
Mama I'm suckin
them by the lockers, baby
Sharpening their claws
Mean girls, start 'em young
Mean girls, forked tongue
Mean girls, see 'em and run
Mean girls, mean
taboo
Get your ass beat by Erykah Badu
Cause you wanna steal this good music
Put me out of business, now you lose it
[Chorus]
Tomorrow, don't you
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