On My Momma - C5

Adam, this exactly what I needed bra

AD, we got one bra.

On my momma

You been sleeping on yourself you ain’t heard about me

Only rock with G-man cause I know he got me

Ain’t worried bout nothing everywhere I go I’m Charlie

They respect me in the hood like I caught a body

If she pull up to the crib I’ma catch a body

She throw it back like Evisu, Ed Hardy

They be speaking on my name like a mad ex

But one thing she never say is I got bad sex

I don’t gotta prove nothing to you broke niggas

Never take the rubber off on you gold diggers

She gone fall in love with me if I fuck her raw

But if she fall in love with me gotta cut her off

I’ma busy ass nigga I don’t got time

You a snitch start telling when you got time

At the liquor store the only time I drop dimes

C5 but I bust like a Glock-9, nigga

ON MY MOMMA

You ain’t really hood nigga

ON MY MOMMA

I’ma real hood nigga

ON MY MOMMA

I be in the field with it

ON MY MOMMA

I don’t really feel niggas

On my momma, you don’t want no drama

My niggas keep nothing less than 30's on they llamas

Yo bitch chose up on me that ain’t my problem

He don’t want to go war for me that ain’t my patna

That’s on my momma, that’s on my granny

Squeeze on this hammer, that’s for my family

I don’t got no mind, when I’m off that Henny

I’m bout this life it ain’t on me it’s in me

Put on for my city like Hova and Diddy

Gotta ugly past but my bitches still pretty

If you gotta problem you could come and get with me

You don’t want smoke nigga I’ma real hippie

And if he say I wasn’t outside then he wasn’t outside

Talking down on me when I’m never outside

I be in the field like I’m playing O Line

You won’t put it on yours but I put it on mines

ON MY MOMMA

You ain’t really hood nigga

ON MY MOMMA

I’ma real hood nigga

ON MY MOMMA

I be in the field with it

ON MY MOMMA

I don’t really feel niggas

ON MY MOMMA

You ain’t really hood nigga

ON MY MOMMA

I’ma real hood nigga

ON MY MOMMA

I be in the field with it

ON MY MOMMA