Yo Mama Joke lyrics

by

Duwap Kaine


Ya, ya, ya

(Chorus)
f*ck that hoe, she was a social experiment
Gimme my credit, log in to Expirian
Y'all touching these girls, n*gga, without consent
f*ck her so good, now she lost her common sense
Just like a store, damn, I made her come again
And I get real fly, call me Clark Kent
Know they real sad they gotta clock in
Seein them K9s hop the damn fence
I'm getting too much money for a argument
She fell in love with me like that was her 6th sense
Tall n*gga, coulda playеd defense
Yung Lеan, man, these b*tches they come and went
f*ck your hoe cuz she gave me a compliment
Like f*ck Biden, where the f*ck Obama went?
n*gga try me, then he getting a consequence
f*cked yo mama, thats where the f*ck yo mama went

(Verse)
Smokin dope, man, smoke in the air vents
n*ggas be hating, very irrelevant
A snitch tried to threaten me, what the f*ck you gon do, n*gga, tell again?
Give my producers, n*gga, every percent
n*ggas be telling, sh*t embarassing
The Southside what I represent
This my gas, I ain't selling window and tint
In the Beamer and the window got tint
To my debit card, she want my pin
Real street n*gga, ain't shaking hands
Ksubi jeans, n*gga, f*ck H&M
Louie V, yeah, Alyx, it's a blend
f*ck tats, don't want sh*t on my skin
f*ck your hoe, she pull out a BareSkin
If you helping me, then I'm all in
Dark thoughts circling in the mind, but hell nah I won't give in
Bought the bust down, it wasn't given
You won't ever knock me off my pivot
Just a young n*gga living
b*tch I'm too locked in, no prison
Yah, and b*tch we ain't locked in, you trippin
Go, (go) that b*tch broke, tell me what I'm missing
I used to be hardhead, I ain't listen
I look at my wristband, and it glisten
Duwap walk in, real n*gga in the building
In love with my talent, it's God-given
(Chorus)
f*ck that hoe, she was a social experiment
Gimme my credit, log in to Expirian
Y'all touching these girls, n*gga, without consent
f*ck her so good, now she lost her common sense
Just like a store, damn, I made her come again
And I get real fly, call me Clark Kent
Know they real sad they gotta clock in
Seein them K9s hop the damn fence
I'm getting too much money for a argument
She fell in love with me like that was her 6th sense
Tall n*gga, coulda played defense
Yung Lean, man, these b*tches they come and went
f*ck your hoe cuz she gave me a compliment
Like f*ck Biden, where the f*ck Obama went?
n*gga try me, then he getting a consequence
f*cked yo mama, thats where the f*ck yo mama went
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