Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mama Kids, artist - Kid RedDate of issue: 03.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mama Kids |
| You know all what time it is |
| I’m about a dollar, put that on my mama kids |
| Nigga’s hella fake, and these bitches be counterfeit |
| Don’t get caught slippin', I’m sippin' that slimey shit, aye |
| Chopsticks they droppin' shit |
| Shootas like Jehovah’s Witness is knockin' shit |
| I’m about a dollar, put that on my mama kids |
| Aye, put that on my mama kids, aye |
| Put that on my mama kids |
| Young nigga, you from wherever your mama live |
| All these drugs fuckin' with my confidence |
| Most these niggas fake, you can’t tell that they counterfeits |
| It’s too much I had to count that shit again |
| Goin' half of the bag, it was just me and my mans |
| All white, all night for them blue faces |
| Pullin' off a hockey mask, I’m the new Jason |
| Dope dick drive a bad bitch crazy |
| But for this dick, lil' bitch you gotta pay me |
| Aye, she gon' wipe me down like she post to do |
| I do what I want when I wanna do |
| I don’t answer no question bitch |
| Aye, listen here, I’m your guidance and protection bitch |
| Directions here, yeah, tell my residence |
| But don’t come without dead Presidents |
| You know all what time it is |
| I’m about a dollar, put that on my mama kids |
| Nigga’s hella fake, and these bitches be counterfeit |
| Don’t get caught slippin', I’m sippin' that slimey shit, aye |
| Chopsticks they droppin' shit |
| Shootas like Jehovah’s Witness is knockin' shit |
| I’m about a dollar, put that on my mama kids |
| Aye, put that on my mama kids, aye |
| Put that on my mama kids I’ma make it |
| These niggas so fake, can’t rap, I can’t take it |
| Back in the day, fuckin' hoes in the vacant |
| Smokin' nothin' on in the wood, you gotta taste it |
| Everybody flex now, everybody pop shit |
| Until it gets real then you really gotta drop shit |
| Wes gettin' big now, Yee is a rap star |
| Finishline, Bang Gang all my niggas trap hard |
| Tryna get a black card, shooters in the black car |
| Need to find out why these young niggas act hard |
| You know what time it is |
| D Daddy bout his dolla, my brothers be shinin' bitch |
| I ain’t with the stealing, my niggas be robbin' shit |
| No new faces came into this brother shit |
| Choppas on me like I hit a battleship, battleship |
| And I put that on my mama kids |
| Aye, you know all what time it is |
| I’m about my dollar, put that on my mama kids |
| Nigga where I’m from, they play bitches and politics |
| Don’t get caught slippin', I’m sippin' that slimey shit, aye |
| Chopsticks they droppin' shit |
| Shootas like Jehovah’s Witness they knockin' shit |
| I’m about my dollar, put that on my mama kids |
| Aye, put that on my mama kids, aye |