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applewhizzle - yo mama lyrics

[hook]
tell ya mama she can get it get it (x3)
got the fat d-ck
tell her don’t fred it
tell yo mama she can get it get it
got the fat d-ck
tell her don’t fred it

[verse 1]
saw yo mama at the supermarket
as i walked p-ssed i made that -ss my target
i saw the way she looked at that cuc-mber
told her here’s my jack case you need the lumber
she said lemme get it cause i feel like f-cking with ya
don’t believe me here i took a picture
one from the gram when i slammed
right next to the fruity pebbles bam bam
minus one cause i pulled up in the lambo two
don’t see no court besides handball three
don’t sell tapes or cd’s
applewhizzle he got mixtapes for free
anyways saw your mommy right by the pastrami
she said salami make her wet like tsunami
want her to call me papi, i’ll call her ms. robinson
it’s funny how i know her daughter and her son
must’ve been the waves 360 like anderson cooper that picked up your mother like uber
spit that hot fire don’t forget the super

[hook]

[verse 2]
give me a word i’ll spit a verse that your mother heard
catch me at the curb copping an eighth for the date
putting food on your plate homie you getting served
your mom got no -ss she getting swerved
got no time for a sit on her spine b-tch
this is my world and i gotta get mine b-tch
out of line b-tch thought she was a leader
bringing home the bacon but i choose not to feed her
man i don’t need her she needs me i’m ether
find me laid up with your mama smoking reefer
i’m dressed like a preacher got her dressed like a nun
got her screaming oh god until she c-m

[hook]

- applewhizzle lyrics

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