Yo Momma

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[Verse 1: FATBOI] I travel seven seas, deleted shrimp from my enemies Evacuated ships and split atoms, and took a pre-sign Hall of fame from brain cells, head in the glass, case tested False songs, against chosen war guns We're passed over, internet solar, flare gun defected Award-central, biopic, art house, non-animated cinema My science high speed, tour from the Nazi Cyclops bleed, polar opposite Won first place in the edible after shock storming comedy Threw a tantrum in the shelter of the phantom Holy ghosted answers from the seance and the anthem [Verse 2: Heems, FATBOI] Yuh, yuh, Manshu (Anthem) You went to war and all you got was this trauma Cryin' mama, nobody there to warn her Fuck a Sony, Universal and a Warner Ice cold, big belly, rude boy in the sauna Ayo, Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects I project my fears into my projects What's the problem? Spot 'em, got 'em Mobbin' with my FOB squadron Congress, AOC, ayo, please Mayo grease, day ol' weed Intricate immigrant, partition pistol whippin' DMX slippin', metallic winged pigeon I'm like a baker, the way I need the dough Past life, my papa in the parka if you need to know Your arms ain't many enough to box with Shiva Got your family sittin' shiva, deliver shivers Makin' out with Kali in the back of the theater, please Eat a piece of pizza with Peter Parker in Queens Fuck the queen, white woman with my nani jewelry He packed a toolie for a foolie, cool coolie I spin your man like a Sufi, Whirling Dervish Serving up a hermit Cop a coffee, told him, "Herman" Like a German (stop him) Hanging off the train on the Delhi metro Devil tell me, "Let go, kill a cop slow, let's go" Indo-futuristic retro Indus river wet flow I was on that dog food like Petco With my Aussie doodle, Google the Mughals Sichuan noodle, Tai Chi voodoo Santeria, Zen diagram portion Buddhist peace, pieces of dust up in my coffin Iced out, spiced out, Vasco da Gama Wilmer Valderrama of the past, yo yo mama Yo mama, ay yo yo mama, yo mama, yo mama Yo mama, ay yo yo mama, yo mama, yo mama Yo mama, bruh, yo mama, yo mama, and your papa And your papa, nah, yo mama, only your mama, only your mama Only your mama, yo, yo mama, yo mama That's the one, that's it
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