On My Mama

[Intro:] On my mama I ain't worried 'bout a bitch On my mama don't plot because I am not a fucking lick On my mama I fucked her and her friend with this dick On my mama I'm good, we eating, I ain't worried bout shit On my mama [verse 1: Cash Kidd] I woke up rubbing yo bitch on her fat ass I said bitch go make some money with yo rat ass She rolled her eyes, left and came right back Made it rain on me I said "damn straight like that?" All my bitches got boyfriends thats how I love it Cuz then they ain't gone try and cuff me right after I fuck 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 shit, 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 bitch holding her hand in public I texted her phone like "lol" girl yo man a dummy Bitch I dont give two fucks I been balling I dont hoop much I'm so cold I got goosebumps new Buffs white like Klu Klux You niggas sweeter than fruit punch I'm leaving after these two nuts This bitch want me to eat her? I'll never eat it like school lunch [Hook:] All these boosting ass niggas Fake ass wanna be shooter ass niggas Man! all these choosing ass bitches Bad ass wanna be bougie ass bitches 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 fuck 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 bitch you cute but you is just another rat to me Fuck a bitch 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" Bitch you must've heard I was ballin that's why you back on Meeks? Bitch I just call how I see it, I'm a referee Shut yo poor ass mouth before I fuck yo lips All these hoes trying to cuff me, bitch cuff this dick I fucked her friend now she mad on some other shit Posting pictures of herself crying, old ugly bitch She get fed good if her head good then we at the Coney If yo bitch wanna smack the homies we in her walls like I crashed the stony Bitches 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 motherfucking shirt say For the cake I'll blow you like some candles on my birthday Never trust a bitch that let you fuck her on the first date Better tell that ho to beat it like drums on a church day Pussy 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 fuck me and bro we playing roles like we don't know Told that freak bitch 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 bitch call me a chooser, and she right You think you seeing me you must be blind like the three mice I turn yo bitch on at night like a street light When we fucking she be running like that nigga off of 3 Strikes [Hook]