Jesus, My Mama, My Therapist - Tiera Kennedy

On my mama I ain't worried 'bout a bitch On my mama don't plot because I am not a fucking lick On my mama, I fucked Tyree and her friend with this dick On my mama I'm good, we eating, I ain't worried bout shit On my mama I woke up rubbing yo bitch on her fat ass I said bitch go make some money with yo rat ass She rolled her eyes, left and came right back Made it rain on me I said damn straight like that? All my bitches got boyfriends that's how I love it Cuz then they ain't gone try and cuff me right after I fuck them All they want from me is dick, they don't ask for nothing I might buy them a piece of gum an a bag of Funyuns But that's about it they don't get shit, boy you can have yo woman Drop her off, you eat her in the morning like a egg Mc muffin Boy I seen you kissing on that bitch holding her hand in public I texted her phone like "lol" girl yo man a dummy Bitch I don't give two fucks I been balling I don't hoop much I'm so cold I got goosebumps new buffs white like Ku Klukx You niggas sweeter than fruit punch I'm leaving after these two nuts This bitch want me to eat her? I'll never eat it like school lunch All these boosting ass niggas Fake ass wanna be shooter ass niggas Man! all these choosing ass bitches Bad ass wanna be bougie ass bitches On my mama I'll leave it on my mama I'll spray it On my mama I'm just trying to get the neck watch how I play it On my mama I know she fuck with my bro I know she choosing On my mama we eating on my mama yo I'm boosting On my mama What's good Jeff bro Rest In Peace I'm on tips step to me you and Jeff gone meet Yea bitch you cute but you is just another rat to me Fuck a bitch an make her say "UN" like Master P My ex hoe texted me like damn you just don't mess with me I see you getting money I guess you think you too fresh for me Bitch you must've heard I was balling that's why you back on Meeks? Bitch I just call how I see it, I'm a referee Shut yo poor ass mouth before I fuck yo lips All these hoes trying to cuff me, bitch cuff this dick I fucked her friend now she mad on some other shit Posting pictures of herself crying, old ugly bitch She get fed good if her head good then we at the Coney If yo bitch wanna smack the homies we in her walls like I crashed the stony Bitches say I be acting phony because I got a lot of cheese like macaroni It's "M" block get popped twin Glocks, Zack and Cody All these booty ass niggas Fake ass wanna be shooter ass niggas (On my mama) Man! all these choosing ass bitches Bad ass wanna be bougie ass bitches On my mama I'll leave it on my mama I'll spray it On my mama I'm just trying to get the neck watch how I play it On my mama I know she fuck with my bro I know she choosing On my mama we eating on my mama yo I'm boosting On my mama R.I.P. Jeff that's what my motherfucking shirt say For the cake I'll blow you like some candles on my birthday Never trust a bitch that let you fuck her on the first date Better tell that ho to beat it like drums on a church day Pussy like the ocean, I'm finna dive in it When I'm swimming she say she can't feel her legs she a mermaid She just got her house it ain't no furniture in her place So Imma have to crack her on the ground like a earthquake She wanna fuck me and bro we playing roles like we don't know Told that freak bitch to give me face, she stuck out her mouth like Stevie J I see more cake than a Easy Bake, got more dimes then a piggy bank I get in her jeans like DNA, she singing like a Madea play OK? My bitch call me a chooser, and she right You think you seeing me you must be blind like the three mice I turn yo bitch on at night like a street light When we fucking she be running like that nigga off of 3 Strikes All these boosting ass niggas Fake ass wanna be shooter ass niggas Man! all these choosing ass bitches Bad ass wanna be bougie ass bitches On my mama I'll leave it on my mama I'll spray it On my mama I'm just trying to get the neck watch how I play it On my mama I know she fuck with my bro I know she choosing On my mama we eating on my mama yo I'm boosting On my mama On my mama I ain't worried 'bout a bitch On my mama don't plot because I am not a fucking lick On my mama, I fucked Tyree and her friend with this dick On my mama I'm good, we eating, I ain't worried bout shit On my mama On my mama I put it on my mama Fuck yo mama

When they say, "She get it from her mama" I'ma say, "You fuckin' right" Body rude, it's unpolite Done bein' the humble type Tell me, is you down? 'Cause I'm tryna go up tonight Hoes and hoochies left and right I just wanna live in a fantasy I think we deserve it, right? Top all the memories I've ever made in my life Permanent ecstasy (oh) Ladies is pimps tonight Livin' inside a dream (oh) Let's lay where the lovers lie I put that on my own mama, on my hood I look fly, I look good You can't touch my bag, wish you could I look fly, I look too good Put that on my own mama, on my hood I look fly, I look good You can't touch my bag, wish you could I look fly, I look too good On my mama (mama), on my hood (hood) I look fly (damn), I look good (good) Touch my swag (swag), wish you could (could) I look fly (damn), I look good (good, good) I'm so deep in my bag Like a grandma with a peppermint They say, "Ooh, she smell good" That's just 'cause I'm Heaven-sent Sex game go stupid (ayy) Snappin' like a toothpick (ayy) Man, to tell the truth Your opinion is irrelevant But I, I know you think I'm fi-i-ine Might be too fine to hit it from behi-i-ind Reflection in the mirror don't decli-ine I can't even lie, lie, lie I put that on my own mama, on my hood I look fly, I look good You can't touch my bag, wish you could I look fly, I look too good Put that on my own mama, on my hood I look fly, I look good You can't touch my bag, wish you could I look fly, I look too good On my mama (mama), on my hood (hood) I look fly (damn), I look good (good) Touch my swag (swag), wish you could (could) I look fly (damn), I look good (good) On my mama (mama), on my hood (on my hood) I look fly (I look fly), I look good (I look god) Touch my swag, wish you could (you know you wish you could) I look fly, I look good (I look fly, I look good) Mama, on my hood I look fly, I look good I know you wish you could

She said, I was seven and you were nine I looked at you like the stars that shine In the sky, the pretty lights And our daddies used to joke about the two of us Growing up and falling in love and our mamas smiled And rolled their eyes and said oh my my my Take me back to the house in the backyard tree Said you'd beat me up, you were bigger than me You never did, you never did Take me back when our world was one block wide I dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried Just two kids, you and I Oh my my my my Well, I was sixteen when suddenly I wasn't that little girl you used to see But your eyes still shined like pretty lights And our daddies used to joke about the two of us They never believed we'd really fall in love And our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes And said oh my my my Take me back to the creek beds we turned up Two A.M. riding in your truck and all I need is you next to me Take me back to the time we had our very first fight The slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight You stayed outside till the morning light Oh my my my my A few years had gone and come around We were sitting at our favorite spot in town And you looked at me, got down on one knee Take me back to the time when we walked down the aisle Our whole town came and our mamas cried You said I do and I did too Take me home where we met so many years before We'll rock our babies on that very front porch After all this time, you and I I'll be eighty-seven; you'll be eighty-nine I'll still look at you like the stars that shine In the sky, oh my my my

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Startin' from zero, got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something Me, myself, I got nothing to prove You got a fast car I got a plan to get us out of here I been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money Won't have to drive too far Just across the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs Finally see what it means to be living See, my old man's got a problem He lives with the bottle, that's the way it is He says his body's too old for working His body's too young to look like his Mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said, "somebody's got to take care of him" So I quit school and that's what I did You got a fast car Is it fast enough so we can fly away? Still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car We go cruisin', entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job So I work in a market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house, live in the suburbs So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me would find it I got no plans, I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car Is it fast enough so you can fly away? You still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way