b.o.b - fuckin witcha mama lyrics
your daddy mad at me cuz i’m f+ckin witcha mama
i’m f+ckin witcha mama
girl i’m f+ckin witcha mama
said your daddy mad at me cuz i’m f+ckin witcha mama
i’m f+cking witcha mama
girl i’m f+ckin witcha mama
puffing mary j with my main dame from brooklyn
she 18 and lookin like tyra banks’s cousin
bang bang boogie de bang bang we bustin like 8 sprays of bullets from aks ya p+ssy
can’t change been hustling since 8th grade
the blood in my veins ain’t fake, gotta be real so
everything that i smoke’s dro, no
can’t f+ck with that plain jane
i let my nuts hang hang like ku klux came
smoking that buddy buddy, smelling real yucky
y’all [?] be busted, my [?] be busting out they bra cuz they busty
no you cannot touch me
cuz every time i’m facing an opponent man i crush em
you don’t know me homie i stay blowed like a helicopter
what they doin? smoking baggage
what i’m doin? smoking cabbage
everybody know what b+o+bizzle’s about
so if you ain’t f+ckin with him please don’t open your mouth
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