PG Mizzle - Ain't My Mama

Aight
Yea
Yea, fuck you niggas bro I swear to
God damn
Aight
Ion got time to
Aight come on
Ion got time to argue with no mad ass bitch that ain't my mama
Brodie in the kitchen and he mixing up brown and white that's Aunt Jemima
I'm in the crib with hoodie and sweats on, nigga I hate designer
Nigga talk shit we gone blow his bitch ass up, shout out Osama
Remember I was kissing on bitches 2008, shoutout Obama
'Member this bitch was slobbing all on my dick, this bitch a llama
'Member I was shaking a bag just flipping zips, I'm stacking commas
Told the lil bitch I hate when she call me daddy, I'm Dalai Lama
Rather be by myself then have a bitch and go through drama
Stack bread while it's cold outside and eat all through the summer
Fuck nigga better not play cause me and gang gone put you under
Cut a dumb bitch right off 'cause my heart colder than a tundra
My heart colder than a tundra
Cut a dumb bitch right off 'cause my heart colder than a tundra
My heart colder than a tundra
Cut a dumb bitch right off 'cause my heart colder than a tundra

Written by:
Ahmad Louis

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