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letra de mother's day - bluebucksclan

[verse 1: bluebucksclan dj]
all these ‘fits, i don’t know how i’m gon’ come today (how i’m gon’ come)
no more gushers, so i’m smokin’ 41 today (smokin’ 41)
designer rainboots on a sunny day (rainboots)
f-ckin’ n-ggas’ baby mamas all on mothers day (mothers day)

[verse 2: jeeezy]
d-mn, ain’t no more juice, i’m gettin’ drunk today (gettin’ drunk today)
gettin’ tired of all these hoes, you can’t come today (h-ll nah)
tyson fury, diamonds hittin’, i’m a heavyweight (on my mama)
had to help your b-tch out ’cause her rent was late (rent was late)
weak b-tches in my presence, i can’t concentrate (i can’t concentrate)

[verse 3: bluebucksclan dj]
lame n-ggas in my section, i can’t tolerate (i can’t do it)
eatin’ lobsters with my mama, i don’t got a date (with my mama)

[verse 4: jeeezy]
told my mama we ain’t goin’ back to section 8 (h-ll nah)
pull up to your mama crib since n-ggas wanna play
pull up to your b-tch house, i get the biggest plate (biggest plate)
wasn’t f-ckin’ with us, now they tryna join sides (n-ggas weird)

[verse 5: bluebucksclan dj]
runnin’ sh-t like john ross at the combine (john ross)
fly n-gga, i see sh-t from a birds-eye (fly n-gga)
i ain’t got no license, in the foreign when i turn by (i ain’t got no license)
we on lockdown, still at saks, yeah, the curbside (still a fly n-gga)
[verse 6: jeeezy]
all the best n-ggas on my team, yeah, roll tide (alabama)
gettin’ top to my destination for the whole ride (godd-mn)
i just started rappin’, i been k!llin’ sh-t the whole time (n-ggas weak)
reggie wright, i’m all about them benjamins

[verse 7: bluebucksclan dj]
bucksclan army, we so militant (we so militant)
all designer, all these kicks, i got plenty ‘fits (i got h-lla sh-t)
load the dice game up, bet i hit any six (bet)
i don’t beat women, but i feel i could hit any b-tch (i feel i could hit)

[verse 8: jeeezy]
she ain’t tryna suck no d-ck, what kind of sh-t is this? (type of sh-t is this?)
got a real yompton b-tch, she know roddy ricch (know roddy ricch)
alexanders on my feet, i got karate kicks
told the label n-gga to his face, “naw, i ain’t signin’ this” (i’m cool)

- bluebucksclan

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