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Only Your Mother ft. Devin The Dude歌词
  • 歌手:Scarface
    歌词出处:http://www.5nd.com
    Raggedy-ass bitches

    That bitch ain't no good





    Look at your face all frowned up

    The only thing you got goin for ya is your fake tits and round butt

    You're a rich nigga's worst mistake

    You're just a trophy, and what make matters worse you're fake

    A mall broad tryin to keep up with the Joneses

    Whatever they wear in the videos, you want it

    You tryin to find the nigga with the biggest contract

    To get you pregnant, so you can ride around and get fat

    And collect big money, with the baby all sharing

    Got a 18-year career from child bearing

    And only God knows what this kid'll go through

    Got mixed feelings about his dad cause of you

    The dollar signs popped up, that's what did it

    And dude, he was just as fucked up cause he hit it

    And now you out there buyin champagne for the club

    To me that's kinda fucked up





    Only your mother could love you

    Much too freaky, you're easy

    And I wouldn't would fuck you

    I ain't never had to pay for mine

    Only your mother could love you

    Much too sneaky, you're freaky

    And I wouldn't would fuck you

    I wouldn't give a broke bitch a dime





    You used to turn up your funky-ass nose before I even stepped up

    I guess fuckin with me just wouldn't keep your rep up

    I used to think about you when I'd go sleep, even dream

    Of fuckin you without a rubber, fillin your pussy with cream

    But when I wake and see you again, it be the same old shit

    I finally realized you just a plain old bitch

    Started gettin my shit tight rockin shows every night

    Gettin my dick sucked, fuckin hoes left and right

    Workin hard to blow up, now you wanna show up

    With your stretch mark titties and pussy lips all towed up

    I heard you got married, that was it you thought

    Until he kicked your ass and took back all the shit that he bought

    Now you're lookin for a shoulder to lean on

    Bitch, I sho' hate it, cause my shit is dis-located

    You was the only one I was thinkin of

    But now you got a face only your mother could love







    Break it down





    I can't do nothin for ya

    Only your mother could love ya

    I can't do nothin for ya



    Aight, check this out





    Look, Young Tela a pimp by force, not a pimp by choice

    See, these bitches ain't playin when it come to the courts

    They'll fold you like some foil when it comes to support

    And you niggas out here trickin like nature takes its course

    I'ma spit it till you're fitted, it's your main employ

    See, I was trained and I was taught that a pimp keeps a choice

    But you lames gotta change when you gave the whore a port'

    One weekend at the Allstar and the bitch bought a Porsche?

    I ain't mad, girl, flip em, you can get em, look we did it

    Cause his mind was all twisted off the aether from the clinic

    Now hit it, oh lawdy, look at shawty

    Mission hit your boy for a four and a forty

    Miss done get your Ford for a house - "Help me homie"

    See, I can give a fuck about your loss cause you're phoney

    You'se a lame and she seen it in your heart from the start

    Why she ripped yo ass apart? It was lying in her cards

    But eh, she'll only come up with another, I don't trust her

    But she got one hell of a hustle

    You black-hearted bitch, you are full of lies

    So like go on and suck Young Tela and die





  • Raggedy-ass bitches

    That bitch ain't no good



    [ VERSE 1: Scarface ]

    Look at your face all frowned up

    The only thing you got goin for ya is your fake tits and round butt

    You're a rich nigga's worst mistake

    You're just a trophy, and what make matters worse you're fake

    A mall broad tryin to keep up with the Joneses

    Whatever they wear in the videos, you want it

    You tryin to find the nigga with the biggest contract

    To get you pregnant, so you can ride around and get fat

    And collect big money, with the baby all sharing

    Got a 18-year career from child bearing

    And only God knows what this kid'll go through

    Got mixed feelings about his dad cause of you

    The dollar signs popped up, that's what did it

    And dude, he was just as fucked up cause he hit it

    And now you out there buyin champagne for the club

    To me that's kinda fucked up



    [ CHORUS: Devin ]

    Only your mother could love you

    Much too freaky, you're easy

    And I wouldn't would fuck you

    I ain't never had to pay for mine

    Only your mother could love you

    Much too sneaky, you're freaky

    And I wouldn't would fuck you

    I wouldn't give a broke bitch a dime



    [ VERSE 2: Devin ]

    You used to turn up your funky-ass nose before I even stepped up

    I guess fuckin with me just wouldn't keep your rep up

    I used to think about you when I'd go sleep, even dream

    Of fuckin you without a rubber, fillin your pussy with cream

    But when I wake and see you again, it be the same old shit

    I finally realized you just a plain old bitch

    Started gettin my shit tight rockin shows every night

    Gettin my dick sucked, fuckin hoes left and right

    Workin hard to blow up, now you wanna show up

    With your stretch mark titties and pussy lips all towed up

    I heard you got married, that was it you thought

    Until he kicked your ass and took back all the shit that he bought

    Now you're lookin for a shoulder to lean on

    Bitch, I sho' hate it, cause my shit is dis-located

    You was the only one I was thinkin of

    But now you got a face only your mother could love



    [ CHORUS ]



    Break it down



    [ Devin ]

    I can't do nothin for ya

    Only your mother could love ya

    I can't do nothin for ya



    Aight, check this out



    [ VERSE 3: Tela ]

    Look, Young Tela a pimp by force, not a pimp by choice

    See, these bitches ain't playin when it come to the courts

    They'll fold you like some foil when it comes to support

    And you niggas out here trickin like nature takes its course

    I'ma spit it till you're fitted, it's your main employ

    See, I was trained and I was taught that a pimp keeps a choice

    But you lames gotta change when you gave the whore a port'

    One weekend at the Allstar and the bitch bought a Porsche?

    I ain't mad, girl, flip em, you can get em, look we did it

    Cause his mind was all twisted off the aether from the clinic

    Now hit it, oh lawdy, look at shawty

    Mission hit your boy for a four and a forty

    Miss done get your Ford for a house - "Help me homie"

    See, I can give a fuck about your loss cause you're phoney

    You'se a lame and she seen it in your heart from the start

    Why she ripped yo ass apart? It was lying in her cards

    But eh, she'll only come up with another, I don't trust her

    But she got one hell of a hustle

    You black-hearted bitch, you are full of lies

    So like go on and suck Young Tela and die



    [ CHORUS ]

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