mommworld cypher Mommworld (Ft. angelus, d0llywood1, ericdoa, kurtains, kuru, midwxst, quinn, Stef (USA), Swagtastic666, Ways, Wido & Zootzie)
[Intro: quinn & kurtains]
Eelara
These boys movin' mad, fam, init?
Ayy, kurtains, do that lil' ting you be doing init?
Oh, you know me, init
[Chorus: kurtains]
I got dippers (Dippers)
Flickers, sinners, singers, dingers and ciggers
Pussy (Prick), k4, p4, m4, S and d4
God's land in a spliff, free bro, d9lton, he's missed
God's land in a spliff, next time don't talk that shit
[Verse 1: quinn]
Mans talk real sad, peer him down there, ching him real bad (Ching 'em, ching 'em)
When they speak to Jon, but they want his soul in his fucking flats (Fucking boring)
Ask what I'm smoking on, I'm smoking heavy (Heavy)
All my men out there with the big ass swords out 7/11 (Out 7/11)
Had to go out country, don't ask me 'bout the things I do (I do a thing)
If I come with the food, just know that it ain't for you (This ain't for you)
If he acting wet, I'ma check him like mic, "One, two, one, two" (One two, one two)
Don't come inside my business, 'cause mandem be chinging yutes
Opp boys see me and they do the dash 'cause they know I'm after the cash
Thirteen got chinged up, man thirteen that's fuckin' sad (Fucking cry)
Slid down on the one, two, five, I ching him and his dad
Come over here with your waps and I guarantee you you're walking out sad
Opp boys see me and they do the dash 'cause they can see me clutching the mash (I'm clutching the mash)
When your man walk with the borers I had my man walk in with the MACs
Mommworld and we closing the borders, you ain't getting in 'cause you going out sad
Don't come 'round here if you're a tourist, mandem slap, they make you mad
Eelara
These boys movin' mad, fam, init?
Ayy, kurtains, do that lil' ting you be doing init?
Oh, you know me, init
[Chorus: kurtains]
I got dippers (Dippers)
Flickers, sinners, singers, dingers and ciggers
Pussy (Prick), k4, p4, m4, S and d4
God's land in a spliff, free bro, d9lton, he's missed
God's land in a spliff, next time don't talk that shit
[Verse 1: quinn]
Mans talk real sad, peer him down there, ching him real bad (Ching 'em, ching 'em)
When they speak to Jon, but they want his soul in his fucking flats (Fucking boring)
Ask what I'm smoking on, I'm smoking heavy (Heavy)
All my men out there with the big ass swords out 7/11 (Out 7/11)
Had to go out country, don't ask me 'bout the things I do (I do a thing)
If I come with the food, just know that it ain't for you (This ain't for you)
If he acting wet, I'ma check him like mic, "One, two, one, two" (One two, one two)
Don't come inside my business, 'cause mandem be chinging yutes
Opp boys see me and they do the dash 'cause they know I'm after the cash
Thirteen got chinged up, man thirteen that's fuckin' sad (Fucking cry)
Slid down on the one, two, five, I ching him and his dad
Come over here with your waps and I guarantee you you're walking out sad
Opp boys see me and they do the dash 'cause they can see me clutching the mash (I'm clutching the mash)
When your man walk with the borers I had my man walk in with the MACs
Mommworld and we closing the borders, you ain't getting in 'cause you going out sad
Don't come 'round here if you're a tourist, mandem slap, they make you mad
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