Stitches - Momma Found My Stash | Текст песни

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(Hook)
Momma walked up in my room and found bricks in my closet
She wouldn't stop the bitchin' so I broke that bitch some profit
Momma walked up in my room and found bricks in my closet
She wouldn't stop the bitchin' so I broke that bitch some profit

(Verse)
Fourteen years old, young dope dealer
Let momma know I'm crazy and I'm itchin' fo' paper
Cocaine, we made it, Thanksgivin', no gravy
I'm prayin' to God everyday but he still can't see me
I'm like Pablo Escobar in his prime
Fuckin' Columbian bitches all the time
Pull out a brick and let that bitch go snort a line
Let that bitch go drive my bricks right outta town

(Hook)

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