Lyrics On My Momma - C5

On My Momma

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