Send "Hell Naw" Ringtone to your Cell

im fat and i aint got no neck
yo baby mama got a nose like Shrek
yo sisters mustache bigger than mine
yo daddy got a throwback hairline
why you actin tough with no bullets in ya gun?
you are not the father of the son
k-swiss with some church socks on
he a grown man licking ice cream cones
in the mirror dancin with a thong on
he got the thong song as his main ringtone
yo mama built like a hot water heater
your brothers face like a old burnt pizza
that baby look like e.t. only 2 months talkin bout feed me
he in the club with his easter suit on dancin to beyonce's get me bodied song
-now i know you think you funny, but let me tell you somethin, you dont wanna roast against me, cuz i will talk about your mother and you baby father, your little brother and your auntie-
i heard you still gott a prepaid phone, made 2 calls and now all your minutes gone
ya mama got 1 leg so they call her Eileen
plus she blind askin me for visine
no 12's only 69's in ya trunk
an 87 escort you call that a donk?
front door cooped cuz aint no seats in the back
and you dont ride 24s you ride hubcaps
why you got a little head wit a tight tee
when you catch the holy ghost you do the hyphy
saying you a thug saggin in some tight jeans
actin like you hard, real thugs dont wear pink
tell me why you daddy strippin at the blue flame?
balls musty as hell kickin like lue kane
tell me why you auntie's voice deeper than yours
mustache so thick that the girl need a perm
-now i know you think you funny, but let me tell you somethin, you dont wanna roast against me, cuz i will talk about your mother and you baby father, your little brother and your auntie-
yo teeth bogus so you cant get a date
niggah it look like you eat plates
slim-fast never helped with your weight
yo breathe stank and its hotter than Kuwait
the only credit card you got say secure
cuz your credit score never did mature
yesterday i caught you snackin on manure
when you say you full of shit
yo baby mama still wearin carganodge
with some mudd jeans thinkin that she fly
got boogers in the corner of your eye
yo mama wear bow-ties sellin bean pies
tryna scuba dive in a down coat
all ya little brothers on the down low
last time we played destinys child
they were all dry humpin on a steve erkel doll
you a 30 year old freshman in college
had a job but you never made a profit
now you in the strip club pussy poppin
problem is aint nobody fuckin watchin

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