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Uh Won a staring match with the sun Shot a fair one with a man holdin a hand gun Smacked her twice over with an old pair of gloves (Spsh, spsh) Nobody seen it coming like a phantom punch (Uh) Crashed the Phantom now it don't even run (No) If you see us catching the Peter Pan bus, then daddy we ain't up (Yup) Pretty much Don't need a TV to see the reruns (Uh-uh) Roger and Rerun I'm watching the zebras run No one broad can satisfy all my needs and wants Ya'll some bums, we only rock sneakers once Don't get shot in your gut while you sneakin up (Uh) The pump shotties not a penis pump Bitch she's a bust, that's the same reason why Porzingis got cut I never once lost a female that I loved (Never) That's on momma love Momma love (That's on my momma) That's on momma love Momma love Forever toxic (Uh) Back massages feel misogynist (Ow) It's a thankless job being a pimp (Facts) Letras de cancionesI'm the embodiment Armani scent Your favorite artist probably a carbon copy of the kid What didn't come out of the wash, did in the rinse (It did) Eventually your outfit shrink trying to fit in with cliques (Oh) I'm looking inward The Vivienne Westwood hood fit me good, like I figured it would (Really good) My figure was built to wear linen goods (Yup) The camo print windbreaker blended with the woods Like some timberwolves Don't confuse us for sheep cause we in wool (Woo) I'm living my truth but that was a sneaky move Like a game of hide and go seek or peek-a-boo Niggas just hope when they die that they go peaceful I'm a cold piece of work but not every murder is evil Might do it greasy, real easy with the dirty needle Uh, like it was perfectly legal Then flee the scene in a burgundy Regal Like an eagle You know how we do On momma love Beautiful like momma love From Letras Mania