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brady diaz - your mom lyrics

suck on my wiener no oscar no meyer
getting her wet yeah she do need a dryer
might be obsessed with a b-tch named desire
smoking gelato yes i’m getting higher
lookin for b-tch boys, oh sh-t you hired
laughing my -ss off at broke boys with wires
this sh-t so heat just might cause forest fire
p-ss me the blunt and then p-ss me the lighter
i make my own sh-t don’t need a ghost writer
your future darker than my future brighter
finna go to bed, cause i am tired

hey wake up

getting the money the guap on the daily
who your girl cheat on you with, it was brady
i might pull up in the drop top mercedes
might get a mullet like we in the 80’s
might get my heart played by a b-tch named ch—-
n-n-never mind

you a lil b-tch i am stuck in abyss
you smell like sh-t cute b-tch riding my d-ck
cupid had one shot be he f-cking missed
(f-cking cupid bro f-cking idiot)

i’m getting richer than your whole d-mn crew
why do the b-tch p-ssy smell like some stew
i ain’t about it, got shooters who shoot
they will k!ll you and then take all your loot
you a lil b-tch and you know that it’s true
holy sh-t all of my bills they have blue
running a train on her -ss choo choo

choo choo
aye aye aye aye

- brady diaz lyrics

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