On My Mama Cash Kidd

[Intro]
On my mama I ain't worried 'bout a bitch
On my mama don't plot, 'cause I am not a fuckin' lick
On my mama I fucked her, and her friend, with this dick
On my mama I'm good, we eatin', I ain't worried 'bout shit
On my mama, on my mama, I put that on my mama
Nigga fuck yo' mama, free Tone, Rip Jeff, pussy
On my mama Lano that's my nigga, on my mama
Redline, them my fuckin' niggas, yeah
Let's get it grandson

[Verse 1]
I woke up rubbin' 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 that's how I love it
'Cause then they ain't gone try and cuff me right after I fuck em'
All they want from me is dick, they don't ask for nothing
I might buy em' a peice of gum, and a bag of Funyons
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 an egg McMuffin
Boy I seen you kissing on that bitch, holdin' her hand in public
I text her phone like "lol, girl yo' man a dummy"
Bitch I don't give two fucks, I been ballin' I don't 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