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that mexican ot - rap sons كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
(bankroll got it)
(ayo, is that that mexican ot?)

[verse 1]
wavin’ my middle finger, hoping everyone sees it
i got a b_tch tied up in the bas_m_nt, i gotta go feed it (help)
i must be immune to ass ’cause it ain’t burnin’ when i’m peein’
put actavis in the slab and later on, it started leanin’
switch the engine in that b_tch, now i’m ridin’ ’round with the demon
feeling like my name is tom, ’cause at your mom’s i’ll be peekin’
got the clap from that sl_t, now my d_ck won’t stop leakin’ (oh)
now i guess i’m your stepdaddy, you can come over for the weekend
but if you f_ck up, i’ma whoop you like you ain’t mine
and on top of that, your stupid ass is grounded
and every night you gotta stay home to listеn to me pound it
when i’m done, i walk into your room, likе, “what the f_ck you gon’ do about it?”
smack him up and spit on him, i laugh while he poutin’ (haha)
you think your mom wants to sit on another d_ck? b_tch, i doubt it (mm_hmm)
so i ain’t goin’ nowhere, you better get used to all this clownin’
now i’m about to drop d_ck in your mom and cause a power outage

[chorus]
oh, i got a whole lot of b_tches sayin’ they pregnant with my kid
i got to tell ’em every time, “that whack ass rapper ain’t my son”
i got a whole lot of b_tches sayin’ they pregnant with my kid
i got to tell ’em every time, “that whack ass rapper ain’t my son”
[verse 2]
yeah, i hop in and out of they life once or twice to play peekaboo
then i hide for a couple of years, probably three or two
godd_mn, this baby ugly, but that’s just between me and you
i can’t believe i f_cked you, girl, you look like beetlejuice
this other b_tch say, “i know he yours, he came out with boots on”
i say, “f_ck that, he just a poser, i know that you wrong”
i know that ain’t my guy kid, b_tch, ’cause i f_cked you in the ass
you can’t pop up on me three years later, that’s just the past
i ain’t your buddy, b, you nothin’ to me, you like your mom, you ugly
i remember f_ckin’ your mother underneath the ugly tree
“stepdaddy, ot, i want to dress up just like you”
“there is no one on this earth who likes you more than i like you”
okay, bro, suck it easy and take my d_ck out your mouth
ridin’ d_ck without no license, you deserve the big house
i take my louis belt off and put it right on their buns
huh, i’m sick of my rap sons
i take my louis belt off and put it right on their buns
huh, i’m sick of my rap sons

[chorus]
oh, i got a whole lot of b_tches sayin’ they pregnant with my kid
i got to tell ’em every time, “that whack ass rapper ain’t my son”
i got a whole lot of b_tches sayin’ they pregnant with my kid
i got to tell ’em every time, “that whack ass rapper ain’t my son”

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