(Chorus)
I'ma son you, no irv gotti
Hail mary n*gga, run quick see
But i'm finna make a hey mama remix man i love em so much/
Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such
I'll remix an em song and pop x like m and ms
(Verse 1)
And i be talking about me, i do this
This ain't some wale remix its all me
Trying to catch me riding dirty
Tell the f*cking teacher that this burlap sack is filled
(Chorus)
I'ma son you, no irv gotti
Hail mary n*gga, run quick see
But i'm finna make a hey mama remix man i love em so much/
Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such
I'll remix an em song and pop x like m and ms
(Verse 2)
I'm too busy doin the type of sh*t that got gotti killed
So im saying sorry now for all the bad sh*t ive said , its not an excuse i was a
On a dope remix shout out to tyga, no diss on the net i saw yo girl chyna's vagina
(Chorus)
I'ma son you, no irv gotti
Hail mary n*gga, run quick see
But i'm finna make a hey mama remix man i love em so much/
Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such
I'll remix an em song and pop x like m and ms
(Verse 3)
I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that
I just did a remix this a tribute to his crew and sh*t
Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard
You can't remix this song, cause before you even start
(Chorus)
I'ma son you, no irv gotti
Hail mary n*gga, run quick see
But i'm finna make a hey mama remix man i love em so much/
Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such
I'll remix an em song and pop x like m and ms