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that's on my momma - redrum (rapper) lyrics

yea, red rum
what’s happenin’ brah, trust n0body, we the best

[hook]
trust n0body, b-tch, i’m ‘bout that drama
takin’ over, n-gga, say what you wanna
(n-gga that’s on my momma)
real -ss n-gga, only talk ‘bout commas
signing off, n-gga, young obama
(n-gga that’s on my momma)
i done hustled, hit the streets with that product
went to jail, got indicted, homeboi
(n-gga that’s on my momma)
gave my life, i done came out the closet
ain’t no rapper, and i’m more than the hottest
(n-gga that’s on my momma)

[verse 1]
i’ve never told, i’ve never fold, n-gga never rat
i’m out the game, put in my notice, i ain’t comin’ back
i live my life, my family first, n-gga f-ck a trap
sh-t got so bad, i even started sellin’ my baby crack
grandma house getting kicked in every year
i hurt that lady, even caught my indictment there
got to shootin’, cussin’, switches got to fightin’ there
hot to work a n-gga b-tch, yea p-pushin’ rims
i’m the man, til that n-gga got caught
came home made me change my thoughts, yea
either i do it big, or don’t do it at all
it’s hard to do it big behind them walls
and that’s real n-gga

[hook]

[verse 2: rick ross]
ross
i look at life differently, show no sympathy
i’m a different breed, mama never christened me
therefore eventually, hustlin’ consumed mentally
collect calls from hustlas doin’ a century
she’s hummin on my b-lls, imitating a symphony
asked me how long, i told that b-tch, “eventually”
red rims, red car
red monkey, i’m a trap star
red rum, you better run
i keep that cow tech, ain’t no better gun
she a red bone, she love heels
with the red bottoms, told my life real

[hook]

[verse 3]
i told my life, i kept it real, and got a check for it
i never quit, follow my dreams, and get respect for it
i be like f-ck a hater, i mean that f-ck a hater
i’m gettin’ money now, b-tch i’ma k!ll you later
rob my inspirator
broke n-gga motivator
heavy weight a money maker
ran fast, stay in shaper
pancake bread baker
never could keep a job
man all i know is hard
trap in whoever yard
jump out task force
duckin’ the game cops
smoke good, slang rocks
b-tch, this the switchspot, yea
can’t get no realer
never was no k!ller
but b-tch i been that n-gga, yea

[hook]

- redrum rapper lyrics

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