Mama Kids lyrics

by

Chris Brown


[Chorus: Goldie]
You know all what time it is
I'm about a dollar, put that on my mama kids
n*gga's hella fake, and these b*tches be counterfeit
Don't get caught slippin', I'm sippin' that slimey sh*t, aye
Chopsticks they droppin' sh*t
Shootas like Jehovah's Witness is knockin' sh*t
I'm about a dollar, put that on my mama kids
Aye, put that on my mama kids, aye

[Verse 1: Lil Yee]
Put that on my mama kids
Young n*gga, you from wherever your mama live
All these drugs f*ckin' with my confidence
Most these n*ggas fake, you can't tell that they counterfeits
It's too much I had to count that sh*t again
Goin' half of the bag, it was just me and my mans
All white, all night for them blue faces
Pullin' off a hockey mask, I'm the new Jason
Dope di*k drive a bad b*tch crazy
But for this di*k, lil' b*tch you gotta pay me
Aye, she gon' wipe me down like she post to do
I do what I want when I wanna do
I don't answer no question b*tch
Aye, listen here, I'm your guidance and protection b*tch
Directions here, yeah, tell my residence
But don't come without dead Presidents

[Chorus: Goldie]
You know all what time it is
I'm about a dollar, put that on my mama kids
n*gga's hella fake, and these b*tches be counterfeit
Don't get caught slippin', I'm sippin' that slimey sh*t, aye
Chopsticks they droppin' sh*t
Shootas like Jehovah's Witness is knockin' sh*t
I'm about a dollar, put that on my mama kids
Aye, put that on my mama kids, aye

[Verse 2: Kid Red]
Put that on my mama kids I'ma make it
These n*ggas so fake, can't rap, I can't take it
Back in the day, f*ckin' hoes in the vacant
Smokin' nothin' on in the wood, you gotta taste it
Everybody flex now, everybody pop sh*t
Until it gets real then you really gotta drop sh*t
Wes gettin' big now, Yee is a rap star
Finishline, Bang Gang all my n*ggas trap hard
Tryna get a black card, shooters in the black car
Need to find out why these young n*ggas act hard
You know what time it is
D Daddy bout his dolla, my brothers be shinin' b*tch
I ain't with the stealing, my n*ggas be robbin' sh*t
No new faces came into this brother sh*t
Choppas on me like I hit a battleship, battleship
And I put that on my mama kids

[Chorus: Goldie]
Aye, you know all what time it is
I'm about my dollar, put that on my mama kids
n*gga where I'm from, they play b*tches and politics
Don't get caught slippin', I'm sippin' that slimey sh*t, aye
Chopsticks they droppin' sh*t
Shootas like Jehovah's Witness they knockin' sh*t
I'm about my dollar, put that on my mama kids
Aye, put that on my mama kids, aye

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