Only Your Mother Lyrics - Balls And My Word - Scarface

Raggedy-ass bitches 

That bitch ain't no good 

Look at your face all frowned up 

The only thing you got goin for ya is your fake tits and round butt 

You're a rich nigga's worst mistake 

You're just a trophy, and what make matters worse you're fake 

A mall broad tryin to keep up with the Joneses 

Whatever they wear in the videos, you want it 

You tryin to find the nigga with the biggest contract 

To get you pregnant, so you can ride around and get fat 

And collect big money, with the baby all sharing 

Got a 18-year career from child bearing 

And only God knows what this kid'll go through 

Got mixed feelings about his dad cause of you 

The dollar signs popped up, that's what did it 

And dude, he was just as fucked up cause he hit it 

And now you out there buyin champagne for the club 

To me that's kinda fucked up 

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Only your mother could love you 

Much too freaky, you're easy 

And I wouldn't would fuck you 

I ain't never had to pay for mine 

Only your mother could love you 

Much too sneaky, you're freaky 

And I wouldn't would fuck you 

I wouldn't give a broke bitch a dime 

You used to turn up your funky-ass nose before I even stepped up 

I guess fuckin with me just wouldn't keep your rep up 

I used to think about you when I'd go sleep, even dream 

Of fuckin you without a rubber, fillin your pussy with cream 

But when I wake and see you again, it be the same old shit 

I finally realized you just a plain old bitch 

Started gettin my shit tight rockin shows every night 

Gettin my dick sucked, fuckin hoes left and right 

Workin hard to blow up, now you wanna show up 

With your stretch mark titties and pussy lips all towed up 

I heard you got married, that was it you thought 

Until he kicked your ass and took back all the shit that he bought 

Now you're lookin for a shoulder to lean on 

Bitch, I sho' hate it, cause my shit is dis-located 

You was the only one I was thinkin of 

But now you got a face only your mother could love 

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Break it down 

I can't do nothin for ya 

Only your mother could love ya 

I can't do nothin for ya 

Aight, check this out 

Look, Young Tela a pimp by force, not a pimp by choice 

See, these bitches ain't playin when it come to the courts 

They'll fold you like some foil when it comes to support 

And you niggas out here trickin like nature takes its course 

I'ma spit it till you're fitted, it's your main employ 

See, I was trained and I was taught that a pimp keeps a choice 

But you lames gotta change when you gave the whore a port' 

One weekend at the Allstar and the bitch bought a Porsche? 

I ain't mad, girl, flip em, you can get em, look we did it 

Cause his mind was all twisted off the aether from the clinic 

Now hit it, oh lawdy, look at shawty 

Mission hit your boy for a four and a forty 

Miss done get your Ford for a house - "Help me homie" 

See, I can give a fuck about your loss cause you're phoney 

You'se a lame and she seen it in your heart from the start 

Why she ripped yo ass apart? It was lying in her cards 

But eh, she'll only come up with another, I don't trust her 

But she got one hell of a hustle 

You black-hearted bitch, you are full of lies 

So like go on and suck Young Tela and die