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on my momma - jugg harden lyrics

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[intro]
on my mama, we—
on my mama, i—
ayy

[chorus]
on my mama, n*ggas paralyzed or somethin’, ’cause they ain’t steppin’ (nope)
keep one in the head, ’cause if it ain’t, that’s not a weapon
on my mama, i wake up and i drink syrup with my breakfast (ooh)
always off the drugs with my b*tch ’cause she too extra
on my mama, i’ll let this b*tch fly ’cause i ain’t pressed
yeah, you slid, you only caught an attempt, i ain’t impressed (go k!ll somethin’)
slime language, wipe his nose, he know what that mean just like he deaf (slatt)
perc’ head, i don’t want no molly or no x
[verse]
on my mama, we do l!ck backs, get the drop and sit back (bah)
slime him out, won’t talk about it, we ain’t with the chit*chat
ain’t do your sh*t about your mans, but you’d k!ll to get your b*tch back (lame)
you know i’m statin’ big facts (uh)
on my mama, we outside, on my mama, we’ll slide
on my mama, seein’ them n*ggas live be f*ckin’ with my pride (i hate them n*ggas)
on my mama, i’m one and oh, and i put that on the guys
on my mama, i hope the opps take a fake perc’ and die
on my mama, i ain’t never ever snake one of the guys (never)
n*gga stole from me, tell the truth, i ain’t surprised
on my mama, b*tches used to tell me, “jugg, go get a job”
90k in distrokid in a year, look at me now (big facts)
on my mama, same n*gga you call your shooter got his bl!ck took (ooh)
.223s make it hard to get up like a sit*up (ooh)
treat him like it’s friday, lil chris, get up (haha)
did a show in minneapolis, you know i had my bl!ck tucked

[chorus]
on my mama, n*ggas paralyzed or somethin’, ’cause they ain’t steppin’ (nope)
keep one in the head, ’cause if it ain’t, that’s not a weapon
on my mama, i wake up and i drink syrup with my breakfast
always off the drugs with my b*tch ’cause she too extra
on my mama, i’ll let this b*tch fly ’cause i ain’t pressed
yeah, you slid, you only caught an attempt, i ain’t impressed
slime language, wipe his nose, he know what that mean just like he deaf (slatt)
perc’ head, i don’t want no molly or no x (ooh)
[outro]
on my mama, we—
on my mama, we out

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