[Intro:]
On my mama I ain't worried 'bout a b**h
On my mama don't plot because I am not a f**ing lick
On my mama I f**ed her and her friend with this dick
On my mama I'm good, we eating, I ain't worried bout sh**
On my mama
[verse 1: Cash Kidd]
I woke up rubbing yo b**h on her fat a**
I said b**h go make some money with yo rat a**
She rolled her eyes, left and came right back
Made it rain on me I said "damn straight like that?"
All my b**hes got boyfriends thats how I love it
Cuz then they ain't gone try and cuff me right after I f** them
All they want from me is dick, they don't ask for nothing
I might buy them a peice of gum an a bag of Funyuns
But that's about it they don't get sh**, boy you can have yo woman
Drop her off, you eat her in the morning like a egg mcmuffin
Boy I seen you kissing on that b**h holding her hand in public
I texted her phone like "lol" girl yo man a dummy
b**h I dont give two f**s
I been balling I dont hoop much
I'm so cold I got goosebumps new Buffs white like Klu Klux
You n***as sweeter than fruit punch I'm leaving after these two nuts
This b**h want me to eat her? I'll never eat it like school lunch
[Hook:]
All these boosting a** n***as
Fake a** wanna be shooter a** n***as
Man! all these choosing a** b**hes
Bad a** wanna be bougie a** b**hes
On my mama I'll leave it on my mama I'll spray it
On my mama I'm just trying to get the neck watch how I play it
On my mama I know she f** with my bro I know she choosing
On my mama we eating on my mama yo I'm boosting
[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
Whats good Jeff bro Rest In Peace
I'm on tips step to me you and Jeff gone meet
Yea b**h you cute but you is just another rat to me
f** a b**h an make her say "UN" like Master P
My ex ho texted me like "damn you just dont mess with me
I see you getting money I guess you think you too fresh for me"
b**h you must've heard I was ballin that's why you back on Meeks?
b**h I just call how I see it, I'm a referee
Shut yo poor a** mouth before I f** yo lips
All these hoes trying to cuff me, b**h cuff this dick
I f**ed her friend now she mad on some other sh**
Posting pictures of herself crying, old ugly b**h
She get fed good if her head good then we at the Coney
If yo b**h wanna smack the homies we in her walls like I crashed the stony
b**hes say I be acting phony because I got a lot of cheese like macaroni
It's "M" block get popped twin Glocks, Zack and Cody
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Cash Kidd]
R.I.P. Jeff that's what my motherf**ing shirt say
For the cake I'll blow you like some candles on my birthday
Never trust a b**h that let you f** her on the first date
Better tell that ho to beat it like drums on a church day
p**y like the ocean, I'm finna dive in it
When I'm swimming she say she can't feel her legs she a mermaid
She just got her house it ain't no furniture in her place
So I'ma have to crack her on the ground like a earthquake
She wanna f** me and bro we playing roles like we don't know
Told that freak b**h to give me face, she stuck out her mouth like Stevie J
I see more cake than a Easy Bake, got more dimes then a piggy bank
I get in her jeans like DNA, she singing like a Madea play OK?
My b**h call me a chooser, and she right
You think you seeing me you must be blind like the three mice
I turn yo b**h on at night like a street light
When we f**ing she be running like that n***a off of 3 Strikes
[Hook]