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letra de where yo mom at? - primary artist on this song

[intro]
“what’s up wit’ y’all, what’s good wit’ y’all lil n-ggas man?”
“mmm”
(fa, fa, fa, fa)
(grr-ah)
“yjs”
mm i can’t feel my face in this b-tch
haha
“n-gga, where your mom at n-gga?”
i can’t feel my face in this b-tch (in this b-tch)
huh, i can’t feel my face in this b-tch? (in this b-tch?)
nah see

[verse]
i can’t feel my face in this b-tch (in this b-tch)
i might f-ck up on yo aunty cause i’m lit (cause i’m lit)
spark em like a bic, we get lit!
my b-tch ouu, my b-tch thick
my b-tch thick-thick-i-dy
high as f-ck as infinity
i sip juice not hennessey
i got the remedy recipe
i got yo b-tch on my phone and she texting me s-xually
these n-ggas all in my comments with jealousy
i don’t give a f-ck lil n-gga respectfully
posted on the block like i’m muh-f-ckin sesame street, you gon a rip (grr, fa, fa, fa, fa)
feeling like zuko you gon meet this heat, put your face on a tee
why the f-ck these n-ggas think i sing, not rap? (p-ssy)
lil n-gga you ain’t got no drip you shop at gap
b-tch i’m, feeling like faygo the way i take a f-ck n-gga off the map (aye, b-tch)
slide on that n-gga, get ripped like some seaweed
these n-ggas talking?
that nina show, that nina blow (aye)
don’t get pushed back (pushed back)
b-tch it’s yjs, watch who you look at (look at)
you ain’t got no straps up in that book bag (in that book bag)
know these n-ggas hate me, got em shook bad (oh my god)
know a couple n-ggas in the trap and they cook that (grrrr)
fa (fa, fa, fa)
i can’t look back (look back)
f-ck all that talking, lil n-gga shoulda stood back
smoking on my sticky, meet my bl!cky
where the goods at?
yo b-tch told me put d-ck up in her kidneys
ooh she took that
dead shot, trickshot a n-gga when it pull back (grrr, fa, fa, fa, fa)
laughing when that n-gga running like i’m watching school track (aye)
keep that choppa pointed ruler distance, n-gga scoot back (b-tch)
i might need my windows tinted n-gga i’m like who that? (skrt)
aye these n-ggas not bout it but we knew that (what the f-ck?)
talking bout that static?, n-gga shoot back (yea)
we know that’s a bb, you can’t shoot that (f-ck)
like tell me where the business is
i need that h-llcat, all black, i can’t race no genesis
if my n-ggas slide they spin back (skrr, skrr)
jugg you for your knickknacks, f-ck all the chitchat (yea)
choppa cook that beef like a big mac, big facts (yea)
no this not the matrix n-gga you can never weave that
that b-tch tryna f-ck me but, i’m like where the weed at? (hahaha)
big stacks n-gga i like big racks
laughing at these n-ggas i done did that, big facts (gleh)
(laughing at these n-ggas i done did that)
big (facts)
[outro]
(these n-ggas talking like aye)
(these n-ggas talking like what?)
(ooh these n-ggas talking like aye)
(aye, uh)
(these these n-ggas talking like yea?, hahahaha)

- primary artist on this song

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