Momma Callin'

This style ain't free I got it from my sister
When I'm at work don't call me nigga, call me mister
Mcfly? Hit this little swisher
Jolly Ranchers on my pancakes I love all my sizzurp

Sniffed a line of coke I ran a mile today
Niggas be saying it's beef but I need all the hay
She slippery, watery like the month of May
In April I got my dick sucked inside a stable
Took my horse and gave her horsepower like Aesop Fable
Yeah, I set the dinner table
Think Ima skip out on Office Depot don't need no label
She cuddle me, keep me cozy just like a cradle
Dradle, dradle, dradle made it outta clay
It's getting cold outside, baby will you fucking stay?
You good for me like protein I need all the whey
Money talking I can't even hear my momma callin
Went to college I ain't even make it through the fall and.
I'm kinda fucking falling
I'm kinda fucking stalling
I'm kinda fucking balling
You got that spooky pussy girl you look like J.K. Rowling
Ain't seen Harry Potter but she be calling me father
She know me very well just like I know my alma mater
Can I get some head?
Nah, she ain't even bothered
She said "water my plants", I appreciate the offer

This style ain't free I got it from my sister
When I'm at work don't call me nigga, call me mister
Mcfly? Hit this little swisher
Jolly Ranchers on my pancakes I love all my sizzurp



Credits
Writer(s): Ariel Gladstone
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