Your Mom

TY, what is that?

T-T-T-T-T-Stans, what is that?

T-T-T-T-T-Stein

G-G-G-G-Unit Uh, yeah

Bitch, wake up

Roll this gas up

Let's get baked up

Choppa stash up

Don't get baked up Yeah,

they know us,

why? 'Cause I'm famous

Ayy, she gon' hide the drugs

in her anus So when the

cops ask who,

we say it ain't us

Uh

Bitch, we ain't dyin',

choppa stay fryin' Niggas stay dyin',

opps stay dyin' Bitch,

we ain't dyin',

choppa stay fryin' Niggas stay dyin',

opps stay dyin' Yeah,

I'ma tweak,

I'ma spazz out like Molly Croc

Pass out,

molly pop,

ollie pop,

Willy pop Thrash out Last minute,

maybe crash if I know how

Baby, take this dick in your

throat like you know how Huh,

your bitch like a note,

on my dick she wrote,

"Here it go" All white Lambo

truck, call that shit a whip,

Miraco Should I call your bitch?

Yeah, I really wanna call your

bitch Yeah,

I really wanna borrow your bitch

Wanna fuck once,

get out tomorrow,

bitch We ain't dyin',

choppa stay fryin' Niggas stay dyin',

opps stay dyin' Bitch,

we ain't dyin',

choppa stay fryin' Niggas stay dyin',

opps stay dyin' In the

booth and I spazz,

oh yeah,

hit the grab I'ma crash on

a dirt bike,

yeah, super rad Fuck your bitch

in my back,

girl, or what?

In my pad,

leave her leakin' like her period

Shit, maxi pad in the stu',

a maxi pad That's my bro,

that's my gang,

that's my slime So it's TY

and Shyne,

uh Fuckin' your mom like the

mafia done Yeah,

me, I'm fuckin' next to pasta

and a Tommy gun,

yeah Swanton Bomb on your mom

and your mom,

yeah They like,

"How long is he gon' rap

'bout fuckin' your mom?" Yeah Well,

he does smoke like Cheech and

Chong He could probably rap 'bout

fuckin' your mom all night long

Like the rest of the motherfuckin'

song Yeah,

I'ma change it up I'ma fuck

your mom,

I'ma fuck your mom I'ma fuck

your mom,

I'ma fuck your mom In her

all night long,

in her all night long In

her all night long,

in her all night long