Jeremy Shada - Running Errands with my Mom | Текст песни

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• Jeremy Shada
• Running Errands with my Mom

I Roll up to the car while, I`m rapping to the beat
I`m so hardcore that a take the front seats.
I ride shot gun, like a nice young man
Yo, what up ladies? Is that a mini van?
Windows roll down lots of gas in the tank,
Where we going 1-st, mom?
We`re stopping by the bank.
At the ATM transaction was sweet,
Mom before you go don`t forget your receipt,
We back in the van, open up the sky light,
Next stop is the salon
haircut?
No just highlights.
Mom parks the car
And she takes her time,
cause she`s mad conscientous
and stays with in the lines
I`m running errands with my mom (3x)
With who& My mom (2x)
At the salon with my gangster lean,
getting all the gossip from lady magazines,
You know that I`m the king,
I spin in all verse
Yo, you mad tripping Linda,
Your shoes don`t match your purse,
Rolling down the street
Next errand of the day,
Time to pick up little sis,
Cuz`she`s finish with ballet,
Little sis is in the house
Time, time, time to get amazed,
My bro`s rhymes for a minuets,
But I got rhymes for days,
See big brother counting raps,
Ya`ll know what`s up,
Where`s a little sister at?
Throw, throw, throw them hands up!

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