Letra Who Mama Is Dis - Jace!
(Orin, I really don't have anything to tell you before I take this)
Knock that building down, demolish it (Demolish it)
My gun don't jam, you'll think I polish it
Uh-uh (Uh-uh), am I 'bout to keep the ho?
Uh-uh (Uh-uh), pull up then we get shit gone, like—
No, no, no, big truck, a big one
She get drunk, damn, gotta lick one
I ain't gon' fuck, baby, hit me when you sober
I get to countin' bucks, I get to—
Huh, hitting her buns
Woah (Woah), tell her, "Woah"
Tell her, "Woah" (Woah), tell her, "Woah" (Woah)
Tell her, "Woah" (Woah), tell her, "Woah" (Woah)
Tell her, "Woah" (Woah), tell her, "Woah" (Woah)
Tell her, "Woah"
Break that block up, two by two, these bitches came in twos
I get to spinnin' around, we put 'bout two of them boys on the news (News)
I might hop in Urus and that 'Rari Spider too (Spider too)
I might bring her 'round, and she be bringin' bitches for the crew
I was hittin' up grown bitches, tell me, who momma is this? (Momma is this)
I got some grown bitches, I got so lonely (Lonely)
Bad to the bone bitches (Bone), and some of 'em listen along (Along)
She tryna play dry shit in this car, tell that bit', "Leave me alone"
Flash out, flashin' out, flashin' out, crash it
Smash out, max out, make her pass out from clashin' (Clashin')
I don't wanna fuck this bit' though
'Member steppin' down in Chantal's (Woah)
Pops told me not to trust these hoes
Jeep Grand Chero'
I'm fuckin' Molly and Falecia and Sarah
Big ass Hummer truck, took that bit' out, went to the Sahara (To the Sahara)
Tell her, "Woah" (Woah, damn), tell her, "Woah" (That's it?)
Tell her, "Woah" (That's it?), tell her, "Woah" (That's it?)
Tell her, "Woah" (Woah, woah), tell her, "Woah" (Woah)
Tell her, "Woah" (Woah, woah), tell her, "Woah" (Woah)
Knock that building down, demolish it (Demolish it)
My gun don't jam, you'll think I polish it
Uh-uh (Uh-uh), am I 'bout to keep the ho?
Uh-uh (Uh-uh), pull up then we get shit gone, like—
No, no, no, big truck, a big one
She get drunk, damn, gotta lick one
I ain't gon' fuck, baby, hit me when you sober
I get to countin' bucks, I get to—
Huh, hitting her buns
Woah (Woah), tell her, "Woah"
Tell her, "Woah" (Woah), tell her, "Woah" (Woah)
Tell her, "Woah" (Woah), tell her, "Woah" (Woah)
Tell her, "Woah" (Woah), tell her, "Woah" (Woah)
Tell her, "Woah"
Break that block up, two by two, these bitches came in twos
I get to spinnin' around, we put 'bout two of them boys on the news (News)
I might hop in Urus and that 'Rari Spider too (Spider too)
I might bring her 'round, and she be bringin' bitches for the crew
I was hittin' up grown bitches, tell me, who momma is this? (Momma is this)
I got some grown bitches, I got so lonely (Lonely)
Bad to the bone bitches (Bone), and some of 'em listen along (Along)
She tryna play dry shit in this car, tell that bit', "Leave me alone"
Flash out, flashin' out, flashin' out, crash it
Smash out, max out, make her pass out from clashin' (Clashin')
I don't wanna fuck this bit' though
'Member steppin' down in Chantal's (Woah)
Pops told me not to trust these hoes
Jeep Grand Chero'
I'm fuckin' Molly and Falecia and Sarah
Big ass Hummer truck, took that bit' out, went to the Sahara (To the Sahara)
Tell her, "Woah" (Woah, damn), tell her, "Woah" (That's it?)
Tell her, "Woah" (That's it?), tell her, "Woah" (That's it?)
Tell her, "Woah" (Woah, woah), tell her, "Woah" (Woah)
Tell her, "Woah" (Woah, woah), tell her, "Woah" (Woah)
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