baby momma makin' music - charles hamilton lyrics
the whisper god is going ho-rs-. so she’s telling me to go on with so on and so forth. so strong is the songs that i go on with. i’m on now, you’re on my sh-t. and some awesome sh-t, some sh-t that will leave n-gg-s sh-t talking when they quote all the sh-t. open off the hope. hoping that all my sh-t is as awesome as this. y’all n-gg-s be talking sh-t. charles is official when he be walking in cribs. just ask the n-gg- whose b-tch i f-cked when he ain’t want to give me love. sh-t, what up? at the same time the different love is the distance of when we were best of friends. the weapon was then. and you can blast it at any minute. but i acknowledge the power of magic. f-ggot
probably because me and your mom was having s-x
kind of hard to condition myself to listen to myself when i wasn’t listening well to n-gg-s who was wishing me well with the sh-t they was giving me. well, they could tell i wasn’t a belle. and even though i would sit in a cell, wishing to dwell in the biggest living that n-gg-s could be my fella in. it was irrelevant, i was a locked up elephant. yeah, jail had me traumatized. i’m not surprised. but at the same time i wanted to commit homicide. and them n-gg-s that would get homicide committed against them would be able to finish the sentence. ridiculous is this? i know. my quotes are so official. pardon me for f-cking up the pr-nunciation, but it ain’t nuns i’m making love to
probably because me and your mom was having s-x
your momma became my baby momma and i lay the lady with the honor of knowing that she may be behind my trip to the bahamas, where i was in my mind trying not to trip from drama. blinding her mind with the sh-t i’mma spit right now, which is my lifestyle. g-o-t-h. please go, c-h, we know the way. e-v-o-l, all day. s-e-g-a, the hallway of my memory plays like hennessy in my system. in the seat goes the toilet bowl, sh-tting on what i know. n-gg-s know my sh-t is official. so when i give them a missle they give me a whistle, i glow. no pencil i hold, just the backwoods. y’all n-gg-s know. whoa
probably because me and your mom was having s-x
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