lirik lagu bbymutha - mama's prayer
now i lay me down to sleep
i pray to lord this p~ssy keep
a n~gga on my line that know what’s up
cuz i don’t f~ck for free
what that mean for you
don’t really gotta mean the same for me
as long as b~tches gettin it
we got it, i salute a queen
hoes don’t understand, they say i’m mean
i think i’m short and sweet
i don’t want your man, i want them bands
i’m tryna own the street
he wanna roam the streets
you must be stupid
you tryna compete
i could put you on
and help you eat
you gon settle for beef
bet
smokin veggies
keep ya reggie
that’s my uncle, tho
i might tap it lightly
just invite me
ain’t no bougie hoe
yea
i’m just honest
i done made a couple hunnid
i been tryna stay alivе
i’m money, b~tches money hungry
tryna air my dirty laundry
imma wеar that sh~t regardless
i’m a thot in dirty denim
silly hoe, can’t even fit em
i don’t flush em when i sh~t em
i just leave em lookin stupid
i just met him yesterday
he think he love me
okcupid
i say now i lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord these b~tches keep
my name up out they mouth
or roll up on me like a swisher sweet
never been too fly to put a b~tch off in a booster seat
i’m rollin off the beans
u in the back where u supposed to be
i could never die
they gon be beefing with the ghost of me
imma take what’s mine
and make it shine
that’s just the mo’ (moore) in me
imma turn a 4 into a 9
that’s just the christ in me
i make em fall in love
before i dub em
that’s the ice in me
smoking tinky winky
playing with my n~gga slinky
i might suck the sh~t on soft
he can’t believe it
think i’m kinky
he a baby, i’m a demon
i be all up in his dreams
he the daddy, i’m the mama
he be all up in my jeans/genes
i say now i lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord my bread to keep
i thought being stable was a fable
i sowed and i reaped
coulda lost my mind a million times
i kept it discreet
money makin m~th~
ain’t no other way to be
these b~tches can’t even justify they hate for me
i just took a chance with no advance
it was safer to me
i ain’t out here dancing for these crackers
black matter to me
i’m a g
hoes could never handle what’s handed to me
i’m my biggest bully
so you hoes ain’t pressing sh~t but ya luck
i’m in my bag like a kardashian
i’m keeping it up
these b~tches love me with a passion
want my life and my l~st
they wanna use me and abuse me
who the f~ck can i trust
yea
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