MOTHER OF MY KIDS by TyFontaine Lyrics
[Intro: TyFontaine & Summrs]
Ooh, I'm flying off of this RP
Ooh, I'm dying, no you can't catch me
(You slayed this one)
Woah, yeah
Ooh, I'm dying
[Chorus: Summrs]
I just ran through twenty racks and I spent it all on Tris
If a nigga shoot, we can shoot back, I don't give a fuck who you is
That cutter'll knock off your neck, that's how real this shit can get
All the bitch wanna do is have sex, be the mother of my kids
[Verse 1: Summrs]
She already trying to link, I just touched down in LA (LA)
Mix the blues with codeine, that's like everyday (Everyday)
She left the doors open a weird bitch 'cause we in a Wraith (Woah)
If we link up once, the bitch gon' fuck the whole Slay (Yeah)
How you gon' bring up my name, you ain't sitting on a hundred thousand? (The fuck?)
Nigga we is not the same, I got the ho flying private (Private)
Let a nigga juug your nigga and you ain't do shit about it ('Bout it)
Ten toes to the ground, all my niggas know I'm solid (Solid)
Run up a fifty piece and then spend it in Louis V (Shh)
She fell in love with codeine, that bitch act just like me
They like, "Rino how much you dropped on all of your jewelry?" (Jewelry)
I might overdose in that Wraith, I'm off of that Oxy'
[Chorus: TyFontaine, Summrs, & Both]
I just ran through twenty racks and I spent it all on Tris
If a nigga shoot, we can shoot back, I don't give a fuck who you is
That cutter'll knock off your neck, that's how real this shit can get
All the bitch wanna do is have sex, be the mother of my kids
[Verse 2: TyFontaine]
On go, she think I'm cute, she wanna have sex like Sosa
On go, put my wrist on the table, I'ma need me a coaster
On go, cop me a Tesla, I'm going faster in a Roadster
I put the bitch in the 'Ghini, eating some of the fettuccini, bussin' over
I don't confide in my vibes, treat 'em the way I would want to be treated, I lie to the bitch
Every time I get her off, she stay in my notis, I'ma just pass to the clique (Click click)
She just wanted a rich nigga to buy her [?] on the daily
She just wanted a relief nigga [?] girly
Twenty racks in a vase if her pussy is swirly (Uh)
Twenty racks to her face, [?] to a birdie (Brr)
[Bridge: TyFontaine]
Ooh, I'm flying off of this RP
Ooh, I'm dying, no you can't catch me
[Chorus: TyFontaine & Summrs]
I just ran through twenty racks and I spent it all on Tris
If a nigga shoot, we can shoot back, I don't give a fuck who you is
That cutter'll knock off your neck, that's how real this shit can get
All the bitch wanna do is have sex, be the mother of my kids
Ooh, I'm flying off of this RP
Ooh, I'm dying, no you can't catch me
(You slayed this one)
Woah, yeah
Ooh, I'm dying
[Chorus: Summrs]
I just ran through twenty racks and I spent it all on Tris
If a nigga shoot, we can shoot back, I don't give a fuck who you is
That cutter'll knock off your neck, that's how real this shit can get
All the bitch wanna do is have sex, be the mother of my kids
[Verse 1: Summrs]
She already trying to link, I just touched down in LA (LA)
Mix the blues with codeine, that's like everyday (Everyday)
She left the doors open a weird bitch 'cause we in a Wraith (Woah)
If we link up once, the bitch gon' fuck the whole Slay (Yeah)
How you gon' bring up my name, you ain't sitting on a hundred thousand? (The fuck?)
Nigga we is not the same, I got the ho flying private (Private)
Let a nigga juug your nigga and you ain't do shit about it ('Bout it)
Ten toes to the ground, all my niggas know I'm solid (Solid)
Run up a fifty piece and then spend it in Louis V (Shh)
She fell in love with codeine, that bitch act just like me
They like, "Rino how much you dropped on all of your jewelry?" (Jewelry)
I might overdose in that Wraith, I'm off of that Oxy'
[Chorus: TyFontaine, Summrs, & Both]
I just ran through twenty racks and I spent it all on Tris
If a nigga shoot, we can shoot back, I don't give a fuck who you is
That cutter'll knock off your neck, that's how real this shit can get
All the bitch wanna do is have sex, be the mother of my kids
[Verse 2: TyFontaine]
On go, she think I'm cute, she wanna have sex like Sosa
On go, put my wrist on the table, I'ma need me a coaster
On go, cop me a Tesla, I'm going faster in a Roadster
I put the bitch in the 'Ghini, eating some of the fettuccini, bussin' over
I don't confide in my vibes, treat 'em the way I would want to be treated, I lie to the bitch
Every time I get her off, she stay in my notis, I'ma just pass to the clique (Click click)
She just wanted a rich nigga to buy her [?] on the daily
She just wanted a relief nigga [?] girly
Twenty racks in a vase if her pussy is swirly (Uh)
Twenty racks to her face, [?] to a birdie (Brr)
[Bridge: TyFontaine]
Ooh, I'm flying off of this RP
Ooh, I'm dying, no you can't catch me
[Chorus: TyFontaine & Summrs]
I just ran through twenty racks and I spent it all on Tris
If a nigga shoot, we can shoot back, I don't give a fuck who you is
That cutter'll knock off your neck, that's how real this shit can get
All the bitch wanna do is have sex, be the mother of my kids