Chipley

I'm my daddy fuckin' son I'm my momma fuckin' son I'm a motherfuckin' don I'm my daddy fuckin' son He taught me just how to run It ain't all about having fun But knowing how to make the funds Know it's all about the rhythm Put that wrist and make it jiggle I'll flip a couple jingles Make some bands off droppin' singles I don' seen so much of pain I'm a singer like Aretha I be dapping up with God Getting higher from this reefer I'll keep on countin' blessings Daddy say that I'm a leader Pour my heart out in the speaker I don't need no fuckin' feature I'm my daddy fuckin' son I'm my momma fuckin' son I'm a motherfuckin' don I'm my momma fuckin' son I just need a lil' love Nothing new under the son I'm my momma fuckin' son I just do just what I want I drink Duss'e just for fun I talk shit and back it up When yo' ass be actin' tough Momma whoop you out the tub Beat yo' ass just out of love But it seem like just because Sit back momma taught me how to keep a couple racks How to treat a woman not like niggas that she had Get back fo' yo' ass it turn to grass Don't you aggravate my momma Or f*ck around and make her mad