Title: Mommanem
Artist: Tyler, The Creator
Album: Don’t Tap The Glass
Track No: 4
Mommanem Lyrics
Bro, bro, I’m in my feelings, bro
Damn, thinkin’, bro
Niggas weird, huh, huh
Bro, I done hurt my feelings, nigga
Hit it out, spit it out, get it out, huh, that’s on my mamanem
Hit it out, spit it out, get it out, huh, that’s on my mamanem
Hit it out, spit it out, get it out, huh, that’s on my mamanem
Hit it out, spit it out, get it out (Ayy)
Brodie thinkin’ shit straight, twenty, I won’t hit break (Huh)
Got so much resentment in my chest, I make this bitch shake (Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Lowkey, I might need that, iffy on the feedback (Hoo)
Almost got it done, but something said to get the fee back (Phew-phew-phew-phew)
I done gave some niggas shoulders they could drop a tear on (Ha, ha, ha, ha)
But when my eyes get muggy, niggas get they disappear on
Fuck the high road, I ain’t tryna shake no hands (Nah)
Had to change a heart and then I popped out on your mans, fam (Nigga)
Ah-ha (Nigga), okay (Bro)
That nigga gon’ get clipped today (Hoo, hoo)
Ah-ha (Hm), otay (Nigga)
That nigga gon’ get clipped today (Bro, bro)
Hit it out, spit it out, get it out, huh, that’s on my mamanem (Bro, nigga, bro)
Hit it out, spit it out, get it out, huh, that’s on my mamanem (Nigga)
Hit it out, spit it out, get it out, huh, that’s on my mamanem
Hit it out, spit it out, get it out, huh, that’s on my mamanem (Bro, nigga, bro, nigga, bro, nigga)
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