Posted watching One Tree Hill with yo momma
She made lasagna, I think it’s Jane Fonda (Fonda)
When the morning comes she makes breakfast burritos
Heavy on la pica, she call me Suavecito
Me and Engels in the lab like Dexter
Got your b**h coming through to play some checkers
I haven’t even got to text her, well known flexer
I might dunk up on your b**h Sam Dekker
I’ll send your b**h a fax, wake up and smell the racks
Pouring Colt 45 up in my Apple Jacks (splash)
I eat some snacks, I pull off in the lack
b**h I might just pipe your b**h to some Nickelback
You can say I’m flexing
Your girl texting ‘cuz my wrist reflecting (ice)
Bad b**h selection, thicker than a Houston Texas
Don’t be coming round with that hocus pocus
I’d be f**in’ focused riding in that Ford Focus, or the Lotus
Thotties swarming like locusts (ay)
It ain’t hard to notice that your Gucci belt is bogus
Boy that’s atrocious (ooh), Gravy so ferocious (sh**)
Yo b**h bought me roses now she coming through for some osmosis
I’ll send your b**h a fax, wake up and smell the racks
Pouring Colt 45 up in my Apple Jacks (splash)
I eat some snacks, I pull off in the lack
b**h I might just pipe your b**h to some Nickelback