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    Yo, look, I woke up with my attitude, kanye
    I don't give a fuck what my mom say
    Okay, maybe a little bit, but only cause I'm really not tryna start up any beef with my madre
    But in my mind, today I'm beyoncé
    I don't wanna hear whatever y'all say
    I'm a beast, give me monster, no latte
    Wearin' all black, like I'm robbin' you in broad day
    I had one too many bad nights
    Today I don't wanna hear no advice
    So all of you little bitches, act nice
    I don't wanna fuckin' have to ask twice
    Bitch, any other day but not hoy
    You can even hear the tone of my voice
    Today my grind is pumped up on 'roids
    Today my ego's gassed up, like floyd

    Look, I swear to God, the life I live, has got my mom, like, ay, ay, ay
    All my bro's that's sellin' o's, that kush, that dro, that white
    What you want? Them bars, patron, that got you on that, ay, ay, ay
    Tryna roll, you lose control, we on that level, don't try, ay, ay
    Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
    Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

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    Yo, look, my mama kicked me out, cause I was partyin' like yolo
    Woke me up for church, I was hungover, she's like, "oh, no"
    Gave my ass a bucket, trapeador, and got the cloro
    Pitbull jacked my mom, since I was a baby she yellin ‘como!?’
    She like: ¿cómo que no? Ponte a trapear
    Todo lo que compro te doy, ponte a limpiar
    Pantalones rotos y ya ponte a lavar
    Aquí no tienen voto, carnal, pónteme al par
    Aquí no comen si no se aconviven
    Si aquí no ayudan, aquí ya no viven
    Si aquí no das, aquí ya no recibes
    Y pónganse en linea, que esto ya no es chiste
    Que a mi no me importa que heather no ayuda
    Muchacha huevona, allá su mamá
    Por ahí la vi con el novio que tiene
    De aqui a nueve meses que ya son papás
    Pinche malandro nomas pa' robar
    Es poquitero, rapero local
    Y claudia no quiero que siguas al mal
    Y pobre de ti que si andas igual! (mom!)

    Look, I swear to God, the life I live, has got my mom, like, ay, ay, ay
    All my bro's that's sellin' o's, that kush, that dro, that white
    What you want? Them bars, patron, that got you on that, ay, ay, ay
    Tryna roll, you lose control, we on that level, don't try, ay, ay
    Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
    Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

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