Token - Mom Would Agree - Tekst piosenki

Tekst piosenki

I deserve all of the love
I deserve all of the keys
I deserve all of the cash
I deserve all of the cheese
I deserve all of my wishes
I deserve all of my dreams
I deserve all of the pussy in the world, even my mom would agree

Even my mom agrees I don't got time to sleep
Look like royalty, king bear with a drama queen
Princess on top of me toppin' me
I'm in that chick's head like indepth psychology
Hold up.. What the fuck you really wanna' say to the kind?
Pray for the kid
Matter of fact, this's what I say to a bitch
Who taking offense: "Blow me like you making a wish. Don't say what it is."
Mom don't want me to swear but I swear, this swears will make you rich, make you rich
So, I'm coming home once a month, that's for paydays (that's for paydays)
Get your ass trough the race, that's a TayK (that's a TayK)
Ladies think I'm a trip, that's a vaca (that's a vaca)
Put my kids on her face, that's a play date

Even mamma know that
She don't wanna' know that
Knew that I was different
Since I bought a notepad
Writing in the kitchen
Where the cockroach at?
I don't wanna' go back, I don't wanna' go back!
Who I gotta' get?
Who you fallin' for?
Nowadays I do what the fuck I want
Innocent till' I'm proven wrong in court
If they want me dead, I don't got a suit
That is what the boy Du-Karan is for
Barrel of the gun
Let the circle sing, it remind me of Kumbaya My Lord
Kumbaya My Lord
Kumbaya My Lord
Know you got potential, bitch I got more!
Life is giving me road head and I'm tripping on tour
Walk up on stage, I don't say a word, I just absorbe
Cause'

Ya'll would agree
Mom would agree
Sick in the head doc would agree
Too many kids following me
Ya'll gotta get a college degree
I'm not who they want me to be
Girls only keep bothering me
I don't know none of ya'll names
I only know caller ID's
Call me back
Why don't you just call me back
Just cause' you know my first name
Don't mean you can call me that
We met on the internet
Lucky that I hollered back
Bitch I'm famous, don't ask me for a follow back
Ask me for an autograph
Leave me alone, do not come back
Trick treat me like lolipop
No wonder why she lollied that
This ain't punchline rap
Really i pitch so often that
Still I pull up to the crib
Only to give my mum some cash
Tell her that I'm coming home once a month, that's for paydays (that's for paydays)
Get your ass trough the race, that's a TayK (that's a TayK)
Ladies think I'm a trip, that's a vaca (that's a vaca)
Put my kids on her face, that's a play date