where yo momma @ - unofrompluto lyrics
stvnk
[verse 1: unofrompluto]
i be posted on the block in the night time
everytime you see me know i’m with the 59
i do the drive by
b*tch i tow the glock 9
and they didn’t wanna with it n*gga know they f*cked up
the cops still lookin for me guess i lucked up
and stop talkin lil b*tch shut the f*ck up
i told that n*gga we ain’t playin on this side again
we hit yo moms n*gga you ain’t bring no [?]
and when we comin to the block you gone hear it spin
where the rocks at
and my sock at
and if you talkin on the gang we gone stop that
where yo momma at?
and imma pull up
i got the whole gang behind me in a pick up
baby ass n*gga boy you need some pull ups
weak ass n*gga go and do some sit ups
big pump n*gga know it’s up in my trunk
i can’t tell nothin from the wrong
everything in this b*tch goin uh
you could get hit with the stick vietnam
i been in thsi b*tch so i’m never gone run
doodoodoodoo on yo block with the gun
and they always say sh*t n*gga i ain’t say nun
and they always bumpin [?] n*gga i just bump pumps
and that b*tch on my d*ck wanna suck me [?]
2 tits on the glock b*tch you know it got drums
all these n*ggas is some b*tches they really want no smoke
n*gga this is no joke
i’m hangin with locos
we gone knock the roof back like you need 4 more
[verse 2: 83hades]
83
where the bops at
where the thots at
yeah information so we blew his top back
and this ain’t yo average gas i smoke opp pack
b*tch i think i’m boutta blow call me [?]
i got all the power [?] what a cop says
“bah bah bah” what this glock says
i don’t give a single f*ck bout your boyfriend
[?] him over boy and see if he is buoyant
why you rappin bout it if you flamboyant
he a snitch he a narc he be [?]
find it harder concentrate with all these voices
i do not just hit the p*ssy i’m destroyin it
where yo momma at?
where yo daughter at?
tryna see how many hoes fit in this [?]
said he gottem in [?] i told him “copy that”
i’m talkin fat b*tches
talkin bad b*tches
shorty said she like it rough i yank on her extensions
imma rob that boy i wanted sh*t i do not ask permission
gotta die at some point [?] now my choppa pessimistic
and i got this stick up on my side i be on wackin with it
i keep grabbin on my f*ckin waist they is not jackin with it
gotta pull the left side of my pants it got me saggin with it
uno got a k and he is on the streets attackin with it
she ain’t let me hit it for a week but now i’m back up with it
you so worried that i’m with yo shawty you be trackin b*tches
[?] check my m*th*f*ckin average riches
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