Yo Mama
I'm a jester, I'm a joker, this that absolute clownery
A fool's talking down on me, just tryna take the crown from me
I'm dippin' in the boundaries that I knew I was bound to be
Apart of an economy, out 'cause I'm different
But am I really though? Fuck yo mama, bitter hoe
I am not a quitter so I be bakin' cakes
While you working with that thinner dough
You be at McDonalds, I got sushi for my dinner, hoe
Tryna get this money while we livin' low
If it's my song, you should play it
I don't think first, I just say shit
If it's all jokes, then it's all fun
Matter of fact, I'ma tell another one
Yo mama, yo mama, yo mama
Yo mama this and yo mama that
All about the commas and I'm all about the raps
Yo mama so fat, eat my pockets like that
Yo, yo, yo mama
Yo, yo, yo mama
Yo, yo, yo mama
Yo, yo, yo mama
Wow, that's super funny, make a mama joke on me
Like yo mama so bummy that she can't afford money
Damn, that's super cold like my heart done froze
But it's really just a joke, dumb kids never grow
Went from mad libs to adlibs
Went from good kids to bad kids
Stitches and patches, bitches and madness
Bitches and asses and all of that shit, all of that shit
If it's my song, you should play it
I don't think first, I just say shit
If it's all jokes, then it's all fun
Matter of fact, I'ma tell another one
Yo mama, yo mama, yo mama
Yo mama this and yo mama that
All about the commas and I'm all about the raps
Yo mama so fat, eat my pockets like that
Yo, yo, yo mama
Yo, yo, yo mama
Yo, yo, yo mama
Yo, yo, yo mama
A fool's talking down on me, just tryna take the crown from me
I'm dippin' in the boundaries that I knew I was bound to be
Apart of an economy, out 'cause I'm different
But am I really though? Fuck yo mama, bitter hoe
I am not a quitter so I be bakin' cakes
While you working with that thinner dough
You be at McDonalds, I got sushi for my dinner, hoe
Tryna get this money while we livin' low
If it's my song, you should play it
I don't think first, I just say shit
If it's all jokes, then it's all fun
Matter of fact, I'ma tell another one
Yo mama, yo mama, yo mama
Yo mama this and yo mama that
All about the commas and I'm all about the raps
Yo mama so fat, eat my pockets like that
Yo, yo, yo mama
Yo, yo, yo mama
Yo, yo, yo mama
Yo, yo, yo mama
Wow, that's super funny, make a mama joke on me
Like yo mama so bummy that she can't afford money
Damn, that's super cold like my heart done froze
But it's really just a joke, dumb kids never grow
Went from mad libs to adlibs
Went from good kids to bad kids
Stitches and patches, bitches and madness
Bitches and asses and all of that shit, all of that shit
If it's my song, you should play it
I don't think first, I just say shit
If it's all jokes, then it's all fun
Matter of fact, I'ma tell another one
Yo mama, yo mama, yo mama
Yo mama this and yo mama that
All about the commas and I'm all about the raps
Yo mama so fat, eat my pockets like that
Yo, yo, yo mama
Yo, yo, yo mama
Yo, yo, yo mama
Yo, yo, yo mama
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Liam O Halloran, Peter Lalich, Payton Clark
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