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Before birth

I boiled on the inside of my mama's belly

Like a teapot

Then she whistled when I was ready

Hot as a bowl of grits

The doctors couldn't hold me steady

They almost dropped a God

Man I swear those trailers petty

But anyway I'm still here

And I might be getting better

Sniper lyrics covering kills

Nice, Mr. Rogers sweaters

Stop the music

Had to drop the pen for a second

Cause writing verses this hot

Made a nigga palm sweaty

I'm all over this beat

Call me a hot mess

Somebody Pray for me (Wooh)

Please God bless me (Yeah)

Help me cool down

So I can see the gates of heaven

Deacon I'm too hot

To get along with a reverend

Son of the summertime

Mama said it's Shaun's turn

When white chicks get near me

They get sun burned

Black girls get sweeter

Cause the blacker the berry

And when the Devil's next to me

He do the Halle Berry