Yukmouth - On Momz lyrics

(Verse 1) I say what I mean, I do what I say I’m in the game but I don’t play I’m with the sh** , piece kicks ye Move wait to pay the rent I had to rest, ol boy from the west Got put on behind dre Sylvester Taught me how to jog it back You walking past well that’s what I have Everybody wanna f** with Lee ‘Cause see the young n***a out here having money What it cost to be the boss You know here even cost to floss Get your pimping game right n***a, guess we have a thing Ye I’m playing with chippers Seeing real like I run with the clippers sponsored links Built the empire started with one sipper (Hook) I’m a rock and roll n***a heavy metal head banger Regime mob oh momz I’m a gangster Oh momz I’m a gangster Oh momz I’m a gangster I’m a rock and roll n***a heavy metal head banger Regime mob oh momz I’m a gangster Oh momz I’m a gangster Oh momz I’m a gangster n***a (Verse 2) Oh mama I’m the roughest , toughest dandada Real n***a talk about the sh** that I done Might slap on you all in the face with a gun Then watch you break and run Before I used to pump gas on west map Trying to get a lobe of the cash for ways out Whip it do dog, giddy up big bang I let you know now what a pin in the pan I started out aggressing my momz Never thought the cops would be at moms house No pops looking out just my older bro Teaching me what he know, and the other is my own common sense The streets got me so militant, so mob hoe gangster b**h (Hook) I’m a rock and roll n***a heavy metal head banger Regime mob oh momz I’m a gangster Oh momz I’m a gangster Oh momz I’m a gangster I’m a rock and roll n***a heavy metal head banger Regime mob oh momz I’m a gangster Oh momz I’m a gangster Oh momz I’m a gangster n***a (Verse 3) n***a respect my G , respect my team And you damn show better respect RDG That ain’t know we on me That’s gas oh mamas These haters gangsters That’s why I keep ‘em in line n***as never gangsters That’s why I’m in the mob mom b**h b**hes never gangsters That’s why all lined up To come f** with a real a** n***a You got your head bubble can you feel that n***a (Verse 4) Since I was 3 mom died I’m all one At the age of 9 I was on the grind selling 2 dollar joy son Had the burgundy and white cougar 6 and x or 7 baby with a ruger And everybody know ya , ye I know that Just right now I’m getting money never slow waging If every dude ,it’s white G Been living life you wishing you seen, some wish they was real (Hook) I’m a rock and roll n***a heavy metal head banger Regime mob oh momz I’m a gangster Oh momz I’m a gangster Oh momz I’m a gangster I’m a rock and roll n***a heavy metal head banger Regime mob oh momz I’m a gangster Oh momz I’m a gangster Oh momz I’m a gangster n***a