Tommy My Boxers

Polo my boxers I stay with that horse
Fuckin yo bitch and she got no remorse
Whippin' the pot get beat with the cord
This a rari no Honda Accord
I got the fabric dat you can't afford
You is my son so go do your chores
Walk in the mall I brought the whole store
Walk in the club panties on the floor
That is your girl I think she a whore
She suck me and fuck me and there is the door
I got no time, I’m killin these niggas
Get hit with the nine, hit wit the 40
Get hit wit dat fye
Fuckin yo bitch I’m her burning desire
She work on this dick got the hoe on the hire
Overtime on it I’m cashin on bitches
Flippin' the chicken I’m rackin on niggas
Hit up my crips and they crackin on niggas
Hit up my bloods and they brackin on niggas
Hit up my folks and they stackin niggas
Countin' them commas, countin' them figures
Word to my mom these niggas don’t listen, I got the Nina dat bitch she be trippin
Niggas be talkin till I catch em slippin
Shoutout to Wesson and shoutout to Smithon
Shoutout to Smithon and shoutout to Wesson
Ima rob you if you out here flexin
Niggas they hatin who you disrespectin
No this ain’t class but I’ll teach you a lesson
I get it fast get it back wit no stressin
Stay in the field and my niggas is cappin
Smoke you like celine I stay with them choppas
Tommy my gun and tommy my boxers