Song parody of
Mamma Mia!
by $tylez
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Uh, uh, uh
What you tryna do
Trappin' Monday till it's Monday, nigga, fuck a school
If that bitch don't got no ass, I tell that bitch to move
What the fuck was that
Nigga tryna text my bitch, now he turned to pack
I got this Glock 40 nigga bouta fucking spaz
Gang nem caught a homicide, shoutout to my slat
Check this out, nigga
I was failin' in my class, so I fucked my teacher
And I treat her like a thot, fuck her by the bleacher
Grab that Bible, tap that ass, feelin' like a preacher
Yeah, she throwin' all that ass, I'm like, Mamma Mia!
Everything I say and do is fucking facts nigga
I don't give a fuck if that's your shawty, break her back nigga
My money green and orange, nigga, Applejack, nigga
Sold that nigga sugar, told him it was crack nigga
How you gangster nigga but you got fruit of the loom?
Fuck a OnlyFans, I'm dropping sex tapes on a zoom
Never scared, nigga, fuck her in her daddy room
Harry Potter in the scatpack yea that bitch go broom!
Yeah, I'm cookin' in the lab, bitch, I'm making potions
How you fuck like 40 hoes and still don't got no motion
I got this ice up on my neck, you touch, you might get frozen
Never thought I'd be here rappin', man, I might be chosen
Told that bitch to get the fuck all she ask is questions
All you do is run your mouth, you gon' learn your lesson
Man, this beat hard as fuck, thought I was goin deafen
And I'm high as fuck, thought I was in heaven
Uh, uh, uh
What you tryna do
Trappin' Monday till it's Monday, nigga, fuck a school
If that bitch don't got no ass, I tell that bitch to move
What the fuck was that
Nigga tryna text my bitch, now he turned to pack
I got this Glock 40 nigga bouta fucking spaz
Gang nem caught a homicide, shoutout to my slat
Check this out, nigga
I was failin' in my class, so I fucked my teacher
And I treat her like a thot, fuck her by the bleacher
Grab that Bible, tap that ass, feelin' like a preacher
Yeah, she throwin' all that ass, I'm like, Mamma Mia!
Everything I say and do is fucking facts nigga
I don't give a fuck if that's your shawty, break her back nigga
My money green and orange, nigga, Applejack, nigga
Sold that nigga sugar, told him it was crack nigga
How you gangster nigga but you got fruit of the loom?
Fuck a OnlyFans, I'm dropping sex tapes on a zoom
Never scared, nigga, fuck her in her daddy room
Harry Potter in the scatpack yea that bitch go broom!
Yeah, I'm cookin' in the lab, bitch, I'm making potions
How you fuck like 40 hoes and still don't got no motion
I got this ice up on my neck, you touch, you might get frozen
Never thought I'd be here rappin', man, I might be chosen
Told that bitch to get the fuck all she ask is questions
All you do is run your mouth, you gon' learn your lesson
Man, this beat hard as fuck, thought I was goin deafen
And I'm high as fuck, thought I was in heaven
