Rob49 Mama Lyrics English Translation
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Bitch go crop a brick of ice 'cause we young and turn off Betty White
Girl, that nigga ain't turnt up like I posted for, now I'm gon' treat you right
I might buy you ice, mom
Hope that pussy tight, mom
This love at first sight, mom
You the type I like, mom
If your ho ain't darkskin and petite, nigga, she is not my kind
We out here passin' hoes to the gang, when you treatin' his ho like wifey
Now he say he want smoke 'bout the ho, I told him, 'Kill somethin' 'bout it'
She keep askin' me how her nigga knows, bitch, I ai n't tell nobody
Fuck me right, alright?
Stab that pussy, knife, alright?
Baby, you my kryptonite
I wan' give you dick tonight
Told you, I'm all in, baby, I'm all in
Yeah, I hear you're stalkin' I'm givin' you good dick
Titties in my hand alright
Got bitches shakin' ass alright
I know his twin died, alright
I know he miss his mans, nigga
I been countin' blues all day, make a nigga' hands cramp
I just gave my ho a ten piece, I am not one of them, yeah
You know you the coldest
You know you the coldest
You know you the coldest
Bae, you know you the coldest
You know you the coldest
You know you the coldest
You put that shit on, bae, I like when that shit on you
You know you the coldest
You know you the coldest
You know you the coldest
Bae, you know you the coldest
I know you like Chanel bae, let me put Chanel on you
I know you like rose gold bae, let me put Chanel on you (yeah, alright
You know I'm not thin, when I pull up, I'm comin' trim, alright?
Five hundred slips, look like a thigh pad on my hip, alright?
Your old nigga a shrimp, bae, let me take you on a trip, alright?
All my bitches pretty, rich, and thick, don't think your bitch my type
Yeah, I heard you got a man, but it's alright, mom
Let's go to the mall, I'm 'bout to buy you what you like, mama
You would fuck your rose before these niggas, you my type, mama
You do that shit right, mom
You deserve some ice, mom
When you take them clothes off, I get nervous, let me buy you purses
Fuck me with your eyes, you keep playin', you doin' that on purpose
You know you the coldest
You know you the coldest
You know you the coldest
Bae, you know you the coldest
You know you the coldest
You know you the coldest
You put that shit on, bae, I like when that shit on you
You know you the coldest
You know you the coldest
You know you the coldest
Bae, you know you the coldest
I know you like Chanel bae, let me put Chanel on you
I know you like rose gold bae, let me put Chanel on you (alright
Yeah, alright, Tay B
Yeah, I'm really rich, alright?
Could you take your bitch, alright?
If you take this strip, alright?
You suckin' dick, alright?
I'm a Christian man, it's crosses on my fit, alright?
Been hard to go to sleep at night
Good pussy my kryptonite
Lately, we been flyin' private, kind of hard to miss a flight
Plain Jane was yesterday, bustdown on my wrist tonight
I ain't really fuckin' with the drank, but I might sip tonight
I ain't fuck my ex in a while, she might get dick tonight
My one opp been dead for a while, I know he missed his life
Last month was seventeen five, this month at a different price
My advice, if you wanna be turnt, go cop a brick, alright?
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