Only Your Mother Lyrics
| Song | Only Your Mother |
| Artist | Scarface |
| Album | Balls And My Word |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Copeland, Jones, Jordan ... | |
| Artist: Scarface f/ | |
| Devin the | |
| Dude, Tela | |
| Raggedy-ass bitches | |
| That bitch ain't no good[ VERSE 1: Scarface ] | |
| Look at your face all frowned up | |
| The only thing you got goin for ya is your fake tits and round butt | |
| You're a rich nigga's worst mistake | |
| You're just a trophy, and what make matters worse you're fake | |
| A mall broad tryin to keep up with the | |
| JonesesWhatever they wear in the videos, you want it | |
| You tryin to find the nigga with the biggest contract | |
| To get you pregnant, so you can ride around and get fat | |
| And collect big money, with the baby all sharing | |
| Got a 18-year career from child bearing | |
| And only God knows what this kid'll go through | |
| Got mixed feelings about his dad cause of you | |
| The dollar signs popped up, that's what did it | |
| And dude, he was just as ****ed up cause he hit it | |
| And now you out there buyin champagne for the club | |
| To me that's kinda ****ed up[ CHORUS: Devin ] | |
| Only your mother could love you | |
| Much too freaky, you're easy | |
| And I wouldn't would **** you | |
| I ain't never had to pay for mine | |
| Only your mother could love you | |
| Much too sneaky, you're freaky | |
| And I wouldn't would **** you | |
| I wouldn't give a broke bitch a dime[ VERSE 2: Devin ] | |
| You used to turn up your funky-ass nose before | |
| I even stepped up | |
| I guess ****in with me just wouldn't keep your rep up | |
| I used to think about you when | |
| I'd go sleep, even dream | |
| Of ****in you without a rubber, fillin your pussy with cream | |
| But when I wake and see you again, it be the same old shit | |
| I finally realized you just a plain old bitch | |
| Started gettin my shit tight rockin shows every night | |
| Gettin my dick sucked, ****in hoes left and right | |
| Workin hard to blow up, now you wanna show up | |
| With your stretch mark titties and pussy lips all towed up | |
| I heard you got married, that was it you thought | |
| Until he kicked your ass and took back all the shit that he bought | |
| Now you're lookin for a shoulder to lean on | |
| Bitch, I sho' hate it, cause my shit is dis-located | |
| You was the only one | |
| I was thinkin of | |
| But now you got a face only your mother could love[ CHORUS ] | |
| Break it down[ Devin ] | |
| I can't do nothin for ya | |
| Only your mother could love ya | |
| I can't do nothin for ya | |
| Aight, check this out[ VERSE 3: Tela ] | |
| Look, Young | |
| Tela a pimp by force, not a pimp by choice | |
| See, these bitches ain't playin when it come to the courts | |
| They'll fold you like some foil when it comes to support | |
| And you niggas out here trickin like nature takes its course | |
| I'ma spit it till you're fitted, it's your main employ | |
| See, I was trained and | |
| I was taught that a pimp keeps a choice | |
| But you lames gotta change when you gave the whore a port' | |
| One weekend at the | |
| Allstar and the bitch bought a | |
| Porsche?I ain't mad, girl, flip em, you can get em, look we did it | |
| Cause his mind was all twisted off the aether from the clinic | |
| Now hit it, oh lawdy, look at shawty | |
| Mission hit your boy for a four and a forty | |
| Miss done get your | |
| Ford for a house - "Help me homie" | |
| See, I can give a **** about your loss cause you're phoney | |
| You'se a lame and she seen it in your heart from the start | |
| Why she ripped yo ass apart? | |
| It was lying in her cards | |
| But eh, she'll only come up with another, | |
| I don't trust her | |
| But she got one hell of a hustle | |
| You black-hearted bitch, you are full of lies | |
| So like go on and suck | |
| Young Tela and die[ CHORUS ] |
| zuo ci : Copeland, Jones, Jordan ... | |
| Artist: Scarface f | |
| Devin the | |
| Dude, Tela | |
| Raggedyass bitches | |
| That bitch ain' t no good VERSE 1: Scarface | |
| Look at your face all frowned up | |
| The only thing you got goin for ya is your fake tits and round butt | |
| You' re a rich nigga' s worst mistake | |
| You' re just a trophy, and what make matters worse you' re fake | |
| A mall broad tryin to keep up with the | |
| JonesesWhatever they wear in the videos, you want it | |
| You tryin to find the nigga with the biggest contract | |
| To get you pregnant, so you can ride around and get fat | |
| And collect big money, with the baby all sharing | |
| Got a 18year career from child bearing | |
| And only God knows what this kid' ll go through | |
| Got mixed feelings about his dad cause of you | |
| The dollar signs popped up, that' s what did it | |
| And dude, he was just as ed up cause he hit it | |
| And now you out there buyin champagne for the club | |
| To me that' s kinda ed up CHORUS: Devin | |
| Only your mother could love you | |
| Much too freaky, you' re easy | |
| And I wouldn' t would you | |
| I ain' t never had to pay for mine | |
| Only your mother could love you | |
| Much too sneaky, you' re freaky | |
| And I wouldn' t would you | |
| I wouldn' t give a broke bitch a dime VERSE 2: Devin | |
| You used to turn up your funkyass nose before | |
| I even stepped up | |
| I guess in with me just wouldn' t keep your rep up | |
| I used to think about you when | |
| I' d go sleep, even dream | |
| Of in you without a rubber, fillin your pussy with cream | |
| But when I wake and see you again, it be the same old shit | |
| I finally realized you just a plain old bitch | |
| Started gettin my shit tight rockin shows every night | |
| Gettin my dick sucked, in hoes left and right | |
| Workin hard to blow up, now you wanna show up | |
| With your stretch mark titties and pussy lips all towed up | |
| I heard you got married, that was it you thought | |
| Until he kicked your ass and took back all the shit that he bought | |
| Now you' re lookin for a shoulder to lean on | |
| Bitch, I sho' hate it, cause my shit is dislocated | |
| You was the only one | |
| I was thinkin of | |
| But now you got a face only your mother could love CHORUS | |
| Break it down Devin | |
| I can' t do nothin for ya | |
| Only your mother could love ya | |
| I can' t do nothin for ya | |
| Aight, check this out VERSE 3: Tela | |
| Look, Young | |
| Tela a pimp by force, not a pimp by choice | |
| See, these bitches ain' t playin when it come to the courts | |
| They' ll fold you like some foil when it comes to support | |
| And you niggas out here trickin like nature takes its course | |
| I' ma spit it till you' re fitted, it' s your main employ | |
| See, I was trained and | |
| I was taught that a pimp keeps a choice | |
| But you lames gotta change when you gave the whore a port' | |
| One weekend at the | |
| Allstar and the bitch bought a | |
| Porsche? I ain' t mad, girl, flip em, you can get em, look we did it | |
| Cause his mind was all twisted off the aether from the clinic | |
| Now hit it, oh lawdy, look at shawty | |
| Mission hit your boy for a four and a forty | |
| Miss done get your | |
| Ford for a house " Help me homie" | |
| See, I can give a about your loss cause you' re phoney | |
| You' se a lame and she seen it in your heart from the start | |
| Why she ripped yo ass apart? | |
| It was lying in her cards | |
| But eh, she' ll only come up with another, | |
| I don' t trust her | |
| But she got one hell of a hustle | |
| You blackhearted bitch, you are full of lies | |
| So like go on and suck | |
| Young Tela and die CHORUS |
| zuò cí : Copeland, Jones, Jordan ... | |
| Artist: Scarface f | |
| Devin the | |
| Dude, Tela | |
| Raggedyass bitches | |
| That bitch ain' t no good VERSE 1: Scarface | |
| Look at your face all frowned up | |
| The only thing you got goin for ya is your fake tits and round butt | |
| You' re a rich nigga' s worst mistake | |
| You' re just a trophy, and what make matters worse you' re fake | |
| A mall broad tryin to keep up with the | |
| JonesesWhatever they wear in the videos, you want it | |
| You tryin to find the nigga with the biggest contract | |
| To get you pregnant, so you can ride around and get fat | |
| And collect big money, with the baby all sharing | |
| Got a 18year career from child bearing | |
| And only God knows what this kid' ll go through | |
| Got mixed feelings about his dad cause of you | |
| The dollar signs popped up, that' s what did it | |
| And dude, he was just as ed up cause he hit it | |
| And now you out there buyin champagne for the club | |
| To me that' s kinda ed up CHORUS: Devin | |
| Only your mother could love you | |
| Much too freaky, you' re easy | |
| And I wouldn' t would you | |
| I ain' t never had to pay for mine | |
| Only your mother could love you | |
| Much too sneaky, you' re freaky | |
| And I wouldn' t would you | |
| I wouldn' t give a broke bitch a dime VERSE 2: Devin | |
| You used to turn up your funkyass nose before | |
| I even stepped up | |
| I guess in with me just wouldn' t keep your rep up | |
| I used to think about you when | |
| I' d go sleep, even dream | |
| Of in you without a rubber, fillin your pussy with cream | |
| But when I wake and see you again, it be the same old shit | |
| I finally realized you just a plain old bitch | |
| Started gettin my shit tight rockin shows every night | |
| Gettin my dick sucked, in hoes left and right | |
| Workin hard to blow up, now you wanna show up | |
| With your stretch mark titties and pussy lips all towed up | |
| I heard you got married, that was it you thought | |
| Until he kicked your ass and took back all the shit that he bought | |
| Now you' re lookin for a shoulder to lean on | |
| Bitch, I sho' hate it, cause my shit is dislocated | |
| You was the only one | |
| I was thinkin of | |
| But now you got a face only your mother could love CHORUS | |
| Break it down Devin | |
| I can' t do nothin for ya | |
| Only your mother could love ya | |
| I can' t do nothin for ya | |
| Aight, check this out VERSE 3: Tela | |
| Look, Young | |
| Tela a pimp by force, not a pimp by choice | |
| See, these bitches ain' t playin when it come to the courts | |
| They' ll fold you like some foil when it comes to support | |
| And you niggas out here trickin like nature takes its course | |
| I' ma spit it till you' re fitted, it' s your main employ | |
| See, I was trained and | |
| I was taught that a pimp keeps a choice | |
| But you lames gotta change when you gave the whore a port' | |
| One weekend at the | |
| Allstar and the bitch bought a | |
| Porsche? I ain' t mad, girl, flip em, you can get em, look we did it | |
| Cause his mind was all twisted off the aether from the clinic | |
| Now hit it, oh lawdy, look at shawty | |
| Mission hit your boy for a four and a forty | |
| Miss done get your | |
| Ford for a house " Help me homie" | |
| See, I can give a about your loss cause you' re phoney | |
| You' se a lame and she seen it in your heart from the start | |
| Why she ripped yo ass apart? | |
| It was lying in her cards | |
| But eh, she' ll only come up with another, | |
| I don' t trust her | |
| But she got one hell of a hustle | |
| You blackhearted bitch, you are full of lies | |
| So like go on and suck | |
| Young Tela and die CHORUS |
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