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Pat Cannon - Motherless (Freestyle) Lyrics



Pat Cannon - Motherless (Freestyle) Lyrics
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My mama told me I could probably be OK if I just
Find myself somebody I could play wit I guess
Found myself a 3.5 and four slugs
Before long I had a key in the ride and NO slugs
Outta pocket got a pocket full of pockets
Every pocket got a rock and my mama think Im obnoxious
Sorry I couldn't get you Patrick the physician
This Practice, only thing that Im lacking is a prescription
Same game different rodeo, manila folder loaded full of coke
From the homie in San Antonio
Call me old fashioned, rather grab the satchel in back of the Jag
Like in the past but niggas eyeing transactions
Said he was down I wasn't buyin his actions
Don't be sayin you Ali and still replying to Cassius
In this game I play, I done came ok
And if it wasn't in ya bitch you don't complain ok?
Now don't you be a f*ckin lame ok?
Yo baby gotta carry on your f*ckin name ok?
Did I get a request for some credit just sent to my phone
And 20 minutes later he smokin it on his iPhone?
Buenos noches I been in most of the coldest hoes you niggas woulda married
I f*cked em and tole em SCURRY
This aint a race its a marathon and at this pace I probably could carry on til the Lakers go
Trade Lebron!
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My mama told me I could probably be OK if I just
Find myself somebody I could play wit I guess
Found myself a 3.5 and four slugs
Before long I had a key in the ride and NO slugs
Outta pocket got a pocket full of pockets
Every pocket got a rock and my mama think Im obnoxious
Sorry I couldn't get you Patrick the physician
This Practice, only thing that Im lacking is a prescription
Same game different rodeo, manila folder loaded full of coke
From the homie in San Antonio
Call me old fashioned, rather grab the satchel in back of the Jag
Like in the past but niggas eyeing transactions
Said he was down I wasn't buyin his actions
Don't be sayin you Ali and still replying to Cassius
In this game I play, I done came ok
And if it wasn't in ya bitch you don't complain ok?
Now don't you be a f*ckin lame ok?
Yo baby gotta carry on your f*ckin name ok?
Did I get a request for some credit just sent to my phone
And 20 minutes later he smokin it on his iPhone?
Buenos noches I been in most of the coldest hoes you niggas woulda married
I f*cked em and tole em SCURRY
This aint a race its a marathon and at this pace I probably could carry on til the Lakers go
Trade Lebron!
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Writer: Patrick Cannon
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Performed By: Pat Cannon
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Patrick Cannon

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