I Know - SiR

Twenty-nine, damn she fine, wine

Got the

Press rewind, I’m right behind

Get your wealth straight

To the face, quarter tank

All it take is a couple bands

I’m just saying, hit the D

Ya, papa knows she the champ

Heavyweight from the waist below

Stripper club

She the star of the fucking show

Watch her go, but don’t you do nothing but watch

Cause she got

Badass kids, she got badass kids,

She got badass kids, them some badass kids

She got badass kids, she got badass kids (ay, ay, ay)

I know who your baby mama really is

I know who your baby mama really is

I know who your baby mama really is

I know who your baby mama really is

I know who your baby mama really is

Anywhere you wanna go she done been before

Heavens doors, way below, down to the floor

Betsy put her on the bill

And I bet she kill, make the deal, she won’t break her word

No, she never will

Anything for the dollar bill, for the dollar bill

Anything for the dollar bill, for the dollar bill

Gotta buy a little teeny?

he meet on the road

So if you want, I know that lil mama will

Just to feed them

Badass kids, she got badass kids,

She got badass kids, them some badass kids

She got badass kids, she got badass kids (ay, ay, ay)

I know who your baby mama really is

I know who your baby mama really is

I know who your baby mama really is

I know who your baby mama really is

I know who your baby mama really is