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On My Motha lyrics

Performer Halo

On My Motha song lyrics by Halo official

On My Motha is a song in English

Run it up, on my mother
No, you can't fuck with my brother
Still can't fuck with no sucker Pussy is a prize, can't be my lover
No, I can't fall for nothin'
All these bitches be blushin
All these niggas be bluffin'
Ain't got no cash, but claim they hustlin
Run it up, on my mother
No, you can't fuck with my brother
Still can't fuck with no sucker Pussy is a prize, can't be my lover
No, I can't fall for nothin'
All these bitches be blushin
All these niggas be bluffin'
Ain't got no cash, but claim they hustlin
Shit ain't for free, I come with a fee
Think about your words, 'fore steppin' to me
I'm the realest in the room, baby, believe
Prayin' it's the only time I'm on my knees
I'm about my money, I'm about my cheese
I attract these hunnids, get more green
Ain't no one puppet, I do as I please
At the top, I'm comin' by any means
Ain't no simp, no foldin', bitch, I'm golden
I can do anything, cause Jesus rose and
I don't fall in love, cause that shit potent
Niggas play games, I keep that noted
After me, then who next?
Fuck my haters and fuck my ex These men be snakes, they just want sex
They think they great, but that shit wack
Run it up, on my mother
No, you can't fuck with my brother
Still can't fuck with no sucker Pussy is a prize, can't be my lover
No, I can't fall for nothin'
All these bitches be blushin
All these niggas be bluffin'
Ain't got no cash, but claim they hustlin
Know I will try whoever
I can't lose, I never
That bitch good, I'm better
Really all about my cheddar
I'm searchin', they hidin
Tell me, is you down, you ridin'? These lil' hoes be bitin
See me in the hood, I'm vibin
I'm a big dog, I don't like no bitch, dog
I'm a dick, pause, don't you get me pissed off
Try me, you get knocked off
I stay gettin' hit on
I'm fire like hot sauce
Watch me put that shit on
What the fuck you got on?
That shit lookin' fake to me
Shawty really pressed up, but she is a snake to me
These bitches got fake disease
Tell them they can suck my sack
I ain't goin' backwards, told them niggas I ain't comin' back
Run it up, on my mother
No, you can't fuck with my brother
Still can't fuck with no sucker Pussy is a prize, can't be my lover
No, I can't fall for nothin'
All these bitches be blushin
All these niggas be bluffin'
Ain't got no cash, but claim they hustlin
Run it up, on my mother
No, you can't fuck with my brother
Still can't fuck with no sucker Pussy is a prize, can't be my lover
No, I can't fall for nothin'
All these bitches be blushin
All these niggas be bluffin'
Ain't got no cash, but claim they hustlin (Ew)
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Lauren Artis
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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