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letra de on my mama ass - drego & beno

[intro: beno]
(i got exotic pack)
see, when you goin’ through it with your b-tch, lil’ bro, you gotta speak that ism to her
make her listen, like this
proper instruction bring great production
the b-tch don’t follow instruction
she gon’ bring me great destruction
b-tch

[verse 1: beno]
all my n-ggas militant, h-ll naw, we don’t lollygag
pourin’ up the dirty four, could’ve bought my b-tch a prada bag
’bout that cheddar cheese bread, i’ll get on my mama ass
i got a one-stop shop, pull up, boy, what you tryna grab?

[verse 2: drego]
it ain’t ’bout what you make, what you spend, it’s ’bout what you stash
it’s ’bout what you bring back off the road, it’s ’bout what you flash
is you tryna cop or not? i ain’t tryna chat
i stay on my p’s and q’s, i ain’t tryna lack
like you a real battle rapper, i get a n-gga smacked

[verse 3: beno]
i’m like, “ain’t you lil’ brix?” she like, “call me brat”
i’ma hit it from the front, hit it from the back
b-tch, call me beno claus, sit it on my lap
she like when i f-ck her nice, f-ck her like a rat
i swear that p-ssy, it was good, i’ma double back
[verse 4: drego]
yeah, i run that bag up, somethin’ like a track
i get on a n-gga rim, somethin’ like a flat
naw, i ain’t will smith, but i got men in black
i’ll throw a bad pitch and hit a n-gga cap
yeah, i’m a garbageman, i’ll steal a n-gga bag
you a counterfeit-ass n-gga, steal a n-gga swag
a n-gga give me too much lip, i’ll steal a n-gga stash
n-gga playin’ both sides, he should’ve been a f-g

[verse 5: beno]
the way i got a n-gga clapped, he should’ve been an ass
i fell off and bounced back, i be movin’ fast
oh really? n-ggas put me last?
h-ll no, we ain’t in school, i don’t give no pass
huh, got a play on thirty thousand blues, it’s time to blast
huh, n-ggas really out here jeffin’ like they first name jazz
huh, boy, i been gettin’ money when y’all was doin’ the dab

[verse 6: drego]
make a million in a year, sh-t, put me to the task
you an informant-ass n-gga, i’ma call you vlad
i get it for the ocho-cinco, you could call me chad
i get a n-gga scratched off, yeah, like a task
i pull a wool over a n-gga, yeah, like a mask
you make one wrong move, dog, and that’s your ass
what’s that comin’ in the mail, dog? that’s the bag
she think a n-gga d-ck hard, dog, but that’s the mag
he thought it was a polaroid when he saw the flash
[outro: drego]
boy

- drego beno

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