Correction Paroles MOTHER OF MY KIDS par Summrs

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Ooh, I'm flying off of this RP
Ooh, I'm dying, no you can't catch me
(You slayed this one)
Woah, yeah
Ooh, I'm dying

I just ran through twenty racks and I spent it all on Tris
If a n***a shoot, we can shoot back, I don't give a f**k who you is
That cutter'll knock off your neck, that's how real this sh*t can get
All the b*t*h wanna do is have sex, be the mother of my kids

She already trying to link, I just touched down in LA (LA)
Mix the blues with codeine, that's like everyday (Everyday)
She left the doors open a weird b*t*h 'cause we in a Wraith (Woah)
If we link up once, the b*t*h gon' f**k the whole Slay (Yeah)
How you gon' bring up my name, you ain't sitting on a hundred thousand? (The f**k?)
n***a we is not the same, I got the ho flying private (Private)
Let a n***a juug your n***a and you ain't do sh*t about it ('Bout it)
Ten toes to the ground, all my n***as know I'm solid (Solid)
Run up a fifty piece and then spend it in Louis V (Shh)
She fell in love with codeine, that b*t*h act just like me
They like, "Rino how much you dropped on all of your jewelry?" (Jewelry)
I might overdose in that Wraith, I'm off of that Oxy'

On go, she think I'm cute, she wanna have sex like Sosa
On go, put my wrist on the table, I'ma need me a coaster
On go, cop me a Tesla, I'm going faster in a Roadster
I put the b*t*h in the 'Ghini, eating some of the fettuccini, bussin' over
I don't confide in my vibes, treat 'em the way I would want to be treated, I lie to the b*t*h
Every time I get her off, she stay in my notis, I'ma just pass to the clique (Click click)
She just wanted a rich n***a to buy her [?] on the daily
She just wanted a relief n***a [?] girly
Twenty racks in a vase if her pu**y is swirly (Uh)
Twenty racks to her face, [?] to a birdie (Brr)

Ooh, I'm flying off of this RP
Ooh, I'm dying, no you can't catch me

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