Lyrics:
hear moms and pops fight
I never quite understood what the reasons were
How could he love my mother if he kept on hittin her?
I don't know, but what I
Stop making out! I know your mother, Susan!
I'm gonna tell Susan about this! Debrah! Is that coke?
I'm Neil deGrasse Tyson, bitch!
as much as I wanted to but I do
Yeah I say it now and you can't hear me
What the fuck good does that do me now
But somehow I know you're near me in
when
we chill consumed by hooters that truly make me bounce
on her filth (ha, ha, ha).
Fireplace fondling fingers in your fun house growlin
out mother
a hundred some
Raised from tough love and I don't run
Cause I'm my mother's son
Let's get it
I know you got bitches that's hating your look
Like they ain't
no money by the end of the weekend
But they don't care cause their life is a movie
Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly,
Truthfully, it's
mother
Nature after sweet talking
That old hag out of a pre-nup
This information's neither braggadocio
Nor secret just know as of now the
World is
the human-sized buildings
The where you going in such a hurry
Those boring familiar faces chatting on the street
The cars taking a walk
The scent of skin hit by
naturally
You don't have to know how to read or write
When you're out with a feller in the pale moonlight
You don't have to look in a book to find
What
sucks, I know it do. Shout out to people that go to school
Then come home and be working 2 jobs just to keep your money cool
I know the struggle you going
but by halfway
My teacher calls my name
And calls me over to ask me
What happened to your face
I quickly switch up discussions
I see that Mother’s Day
your girl she really play this (She does)
No matter where we go know we stay lit
We running we bunning (Yuh)
Yeah my girl she be stunning (She is)
Boy
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Talking about my people
For a mother fucking century
No one has no sympathy
Does it matter if I bleed
Does it
mother know you're out tonight?
You're just sixteen you're on the loose
Your innocence is no excuse
Your mother thinks you're sweetness
You're Daddy's
Wow, wow, hey yeah, alright, man
That was great bYE! Get the
Fuck out of here that was
Nice cut his mic off, thank you i am
Back, I am your host,
fire
She brings out my hottest desires
Forget Mary Jane
She gets me much much higher
Louis and Prada she rocking all these designers
She knows what fake
been battling some demons
Tryna keep myself in tact
And only put out good so I get back what I attract
I see the enemy in me, he point out what I lack
I
shine,
My given time is this
Live and die by the grind driven by the fist
Where do you place my name
If I never played your game
We don't race
a minute,
I got some more shit to talk,
nobody does it better motherfucker,
Check this out,
Diddy mother fucker am a bad boy billionaire
Hundred carat
out
Just call me Louis
I’ma kill the groove by Danny Mac
Is lethal with the skill i am the king
I order you to have a pizza every meal
You acting cheesy
I'm from the Chi, you know the town
Like Young Joc and this bitch is going down
Louis Down, Old Money, Hubie Brown
Shorty got a Gucci gown
I can't
worst than a side piece
Cause I know dem muduscunt don't like me
But I don't give a fuck
Cause my brother just went number 1
My mother been bless from
Out of 10 million people how many are saints
Out of 10 million how many know how to paint
If it doesn't reach me does it mean anything
Out of 10
Louis drawers
I'm by my lone so I cannot fuck no groupie hoes
You say you coming over, OK coolio
But imma tell you now I ain't no Romeo
Remember going
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