Lyrics:
you'd just love to burn
Mom loves the both of them
You see it's in the blood
Both kids are good to mom
But blood's thicker than mud
It's a family
on your shoulder
And you Mom's in the room but you just want to hold her?
(By your side)
Nothin' but realness
That's why everybody in the world could
that's hurting 'em
His cellphone bout to cut off, spring jerkin 'em
And his baby moms starting to do her thing again
She left him for a nigga pumping e
in the face who says he knows my mom
And went to my high school
All the boys say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey!
Girls say, girls say
Hey baby, hey
drinks, drift me to another world
Where the sunshine stay shinin, I think I was finna url
Mom, can ya look at me? This ain't what I used to be
Tomorrow,
the shit all started
Was like doctors of ? I was being conceived kinda retarded
Like, and while my moms was conceiving this beautiful baby
Doctors was
got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunking
Donuts shop
Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill
Plus my mom and my pops
I came
and y'all can get at us on Labor Day
We make stones that say pay a death at your moms labor day
I'm in the hood so we can link up, any place you think
trunk to put your mom in the back
The cops pulled me over, they don't know your mom in the back
Big Whack makin' niggas take herbal and naps
These hoes
I, I (I) (I got it from here Chris, damn)
My nephew gettin' older and he startin' to talk (talk)
Now my moms got sick and she can't walk (damn)
No
the police side
And whatchin the moves that jackers be tryin
Mom would cry when I leave the house
She said she had a bad dream, a king g took her out
She say
was spawned
I'd kill for my moms
Ain't nobody as real as my moms
And it ain't any woman ever know
The deal like my moms
I build with Iman's in holy
doin' tricks
Nighttime prostitute kid, I'ma take your loot
I heard you queer now like Boy George blowin' flutes
With high heels, you stole your mom's
Where did you get
That funny accent?
You sound just like
your mom's mom from Texas (pronounced Tejas: Spanish)
How many tattoos are you wearing?
kick me
Your man thinks he's bigger than my mom
You're ashamed of me
Do, do, dot, do do, do, etc
You're afraid to bite me
You're afraid to even
Six AM so loud your mom had to kick us out
We ran the wheelbarrow around and around
Last night I dreamt your face changed through the doorway
As I
freedom
When you say "tell me what to do"
Thought dad had all the answers.
Now he's scraping for some food
He's restless and he's weary,
Mom is never in
felt something pure
And told it all to you
That was why you killed yourself
To prove it wasn't true
say hello to Cory's mom
Say hello to Freddy's mom
Lately I'm not so involved with this plan
To better the world,
Sing songs for the Klan.
Mom said you never can trust her for she's loving
was hard for mom to try to keep the proper housin'
Straight from Gardena before my sista Linda
Migrated to the East Side projects Maravilla
There I had
She rides down Fairfax with her Mommy
Canter's on the right, the night is foggy
Not foggy enough, she still sees the pain in their eyes
She makes mom
we hustle and we bubble
And we coming up fast
Ain't gon' never be the same
Since mom and pops past
The oldest one, child prodigy no doubt
Every since
My mom always liked paul the best
She liked his smile and the way he dressed
And when he sang
His mouth made an o whoah
Dad liked the girl
girl's anus
Ask me for autographs, the thongs are tight, gimme the math
Check out the splits, saw your moms naked in Black Tail
Hustler, Penthouse, they
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