Mama's Prayer - BbyMutha

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray to lord this pussy keep

A nigga on my line that know what’s up

Cuz I don’t fuck for free

What that mean for you

Don’t really gotta mean the same for me

As long as bitches gettin it

We got it, I salute a queen

Hoes don’t understand, they say I’m mean

I think I’m short and sweet

I don’t want your man, I want them bands

I’m tryna own the street

He wanna roam the streets

You must be stupid

You tryna compete

I could put you on

And help you eat

You gon settle for beef

Bet

Smokin veggies

Keep ya reggie

That’s my uncle, tho

I might tap it lightly

Just invite me

Ain’t no bougie hoe

Yea

I’m just honest

I done made a couple hunnid

I been tryna stay alive

I’m money, bitches money hungry

Tryna air my dirty laundry

Imma wear that shit regardless

I’m a thot in dirty denim

Silly hoe, can’t even fit em

I don’t flush em when I shit em

I just leave em lookin stupid

I just met him yesterday

He think he love me

OKCupid

I say now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the lord these bitches keep

My name up out they mouth

Or roll up on me like a swisher sweet

Never been too fly to put a bitch off in a booster seat

I’m rollin off the beans

U in the back where u supposed to be

I could never die

They gon be beefing with the ghost of me

Imma take what’s mine

And make it shine

That’s just the Mo' in me

Imma turn a 4 into a 9

That’s just the Christ in me

I make em fall in love

Before I dub em

That’s the ice in me

Smoking tinky winky

Playing with my nigga slinky

I might suck the shit on soft

He can’t believe it

Think I’m kinky

He a baby, I’m a demon

I be all up in his dreams

He the daddy, I’m the mama

He be all up in my jeans/genes

I say now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the lord my bread to keep

I thought being stable was a fable

I sowed and I reaped

Coulda lost my mind a million times

I kept it discreet

Money makin mutha

Ain’t no other way to be

These bitches can’t even justify they hate for me

I just took a chance with no advance

It was safer to me

I ain’t out here dancing for these crackers

Black matter to me

I’m a g

Hoes could never handle what’s handed to me

I’m my biggest bully

So you hoes ain’t pressing shit but ya luck

I’m in my bag like a Kardashian

I’m keeping it up

These bitches love me with a passion

Want my life and my lust

They wanna use me and abuse me

Who the fuck can I trust

Yea