Applewhizzle - Yo Mama lyrics

[Hook] Tell ya mama she can get it get it (x3) Got the fat dick Tell her don't fred it Tell yo mama she can get it get it Got the fat dick Tell her don't fred it [Verse 1] Saw yo mama at the supermarket As I walked pa**ed I made that a** my target I saw the way she looked at that cucumber Told her here's my jack case you need the lumber She said lemme get it cause I feel like f**ing with ya Don't believe me here I took a picture One from the gram when I slammed Right next to the fruity pebbles bam bam Minus one cause I pulled up in the lambo two Don't see no court besides handball three Don't sell tapes or CD's Applewhizzle he got mixtapes for free Anyways saw your mommy right by the pastrami She said salami make her wet like tsunami Want her to call me papi, I'll call her Ms. Robinson It's funny how I know her daughter and her son Must've been the waves 360 like Anderson Cooper that picked up your mother like Uber Spit that hot fire don't forget the super [Hook] [Verse 2] Give me a word I'll spit a verse that your mother heard Catch me at the curb copping an eighth for the date Putting food on your plate homie you getting served Your mom got no a** she getting swerved Got no time for a sit on her spine b**h This is my world and I gotta get mine b**h Out of line b**h thought she was a leader Bringing home the bacon but I choose not to feed her Man I don't need her she needs me I'm ether Find me laid up with your mama smoking reefer I'm dressed like a preacher got her dressed like a nun Got her screaming oh god until she cum [Hook]