Mommy's Home

Yea
 Number one baby
 Prince Cat-Eyez
 Las Vegas stand up
 Mommy's home
 I think it's time I stepped back on the scene
 And spread through this rap game like Covid-19
 Cat hoppin' out of the black Lac
 Calvin Klein shoes, Giani Bernini backpack
 I been up and down, I been high and low
 I been fighting a war, on my mind and soul
 But I can still burn tracks like candle wax
 And I stay on your toes like sandal straps
 Rocked since 15, I done grew up in the game
 Ghetto Prince Charming spark bitches like a flame
 Jumpin' out front, I'm leaving lames behind
 Fresher than a Ziploc, I'm back on my grind
 Ain't no one in my lane or my atmosphere
 I rep Las Vegas like the Stratosphere
 It's the sin city kitty, rough, rugged, and gritty
 I gotta ask the question, who's really fucking with me
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 The kids been bad and now Mommy's Home
 Mommy's Home and the kids been bad
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 Young Cat, I runs rap, y'all bitches run that
 Asking where the funds at? Should worry where the gun's at
 Call you bitches Yoko, you pop up I say "oh no"
 Still get promo and hit more trees than Sonny Bono
 Go head, talk shit, I'm why you gossip and babble
 Cuz I got that wordplay like a game of Scrabble
 I'm impressed by some, others don't hold water
 Some of y'all new rappers are my sons and daughters
 That's why Mommy's Home and I got my belt
 You gon' feel this ass whoopin' when I swing my delts
 I came to slay not play, it's a brand new day
 Someone tell these muthafuckas to get out my way
 Otherwise they could get traumatized and bruised up
 Both middle fingers up cuz I don't give two fucks
 Learn your lesson, never gonna catch me stressin'
 Cuz I hold more weight than the pounds you bench pressin'
 Mommy's Home and the kids been bad
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 The kids been bad and now Mommy's Home
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 The kids been bad and now Mommy's Home
 I'm a small portion of a dying breed
 A lethal lyricist, ain't no tryin' me
 Cuz the mind is strong and the heart's persistent
 We on separate planes like our flights were different
 Don't call it a comeback, call it a new beginning
 Each track I touch is gonna leave your head spinning
 Like the Exorcist, you can't sit next to this
 You trying to piece it together like Tetris shit
 Okay I've gained a little weight, yeah I admit it
 But there's a line around the block of dudes who'd hit it
 I'm sexy and I know it like LMFAO
 But I'm a force of nature that they can't control
 Hurricane Cat causin' damage to the masses
 Drop a beat, pass the mic, I'm attackin' y'all asses
 So if you got beef, keep it hidden, bitch trust
 Check my resume, I've left careers in the dust
 Mommy's Home and the kids been bad
 Mommy's Home and the kids been bad
 Mommy's Home and the kids been bad
 The kids been bad and now Mommy's Home
 Mommy's Home and the kids been bad
 Mommy's Home and the kids been bad
 Mommy's Home and the kids been bad
 The kids been bad and now Mommy's Home