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tongues
Wasn't raised right by they moms
And they wanna be praised like kings
But they really be bums
Call me Yung Baby Baghdad
Bitch I'm dropping bombs

Rocking all black for my history, Girly keep saying she feeling me
She wanna figure me out like a mystery, tryna see why it is she missing Ke
Talking

lotta same
Whole lotta lames
Keep talking that shit
But surprise
See a whole lotta gang
Whole lotta shame
Buddy didn't use his head
Now we bout to see

Where do I start off
EO buggin
He ready to blast off
Bitches be talking
Be irl
The pussy ran off
On a drill
Put yo mask on
But Brodie think he future

The devil talking
I'm wearing crosses to get em off me
But then he waltzing in my apartment
Him and my partna
They be talking
About the drama
They be causing

we gonna keep on going like the bunny with the drum
Like the money she gon come
Talking funny cuz I'm numb
You's a dummy you's a bum
Always begging for

Aye
Back then these niggas didn't want me
But now I'm hot you hoes pissed
Bitch wanna come round talking that shit
But always saying hey sis
Aye
I

(Mumble)
I just wanna say the Devils a bum
Hit the dash
Moving quick
Can't stop me
Talking to God hitting 90
Car sounds so evil
Make the devil wanna

Shut up bitch i be so charge
Get top by this bitch in her car
One night shit yea fuck tomorrow
I know that ima be a star
Put trust in boo boo that's

you ain't talking money
Look pass Me
When i pass by

These Bitches boo'd up
Wait hold up
With who bitch

That bum ass Nigga
From the block
We went

lay back and she work it upon that
(Goddamn!)
She wanna go up and down she say bum bum
(Oooh)
Fuck it up and I like it baby she want some
(Yeah you know

you speak
When you talking like a G from afar
We kinda fast
Like we could catch you
Anyway even run up in your yard
We bout to brawl now
Put one to your

talking
(He talks in his sleep too)
Thank you for listening, we are the Denim Bums featuring child-actor Macaulay Culkin

iz huh
Woah, what you think thiz iz boy
You think I got time to loze
Talking to you bum azz lozerz

Where'z your tazte huh
Your clothez something you

D hat
Pop up at your crib you best believe that
He doin' too much talking on the net wit' his police ass
They locked a couple shooters from the gang

gets tragic
Just cop the G-Fazos
I'm feeling godly
Cocaine on my feet
Bitch I'm out my body
Choppa make em sang
Whitney Bobby
I thought a bum bitch said

cuvantu
Nu-si tine cuvantu...

Ain't nobody, i'm by myself in this bitch
They steady talking rara behind my back, w they switched
Fully charged, i don't

see the truth
So we only seeing you
If you give us reason to

Came in with a couple stacks in the mattress 
Better take a seat if you bums can’t stand

paying attention
I can yo salty ass mad cause I'm always living
I can't tell you get up off yo ass that's yo decision
Associating wit a bum now you

settling
You hoes mad cause ah bitch want better (better)
Taking trips you ain't never been no where (at all)
Laid up with Ah bum ass nigga ugh

I Hate that

bitch and now you a bad bum
You craving attention and frankly that's sad hun
Obviously you didn't get it from your dad, huh
I will never forgive how I was

When this life began
I was one of one
Never had no friends
Never roll with bums
Imma make these m's
Stay away from slums
Grab onto my hand
I'll lead

shit, we not Jackie Chan
I don't play by my brothers, cause those my mans
Niggas keep talking shit like it's you a fan?
I just walk in the stu and just do

lege gum gum
Omotola Oluwafemi don't call me bum bum
The word is way, healing is part of the grace
And when you try to look at where you're from
Rejoice