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The Parent Rap 
Hard
by Bluefish TV
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Don't me count to 1-2-3
Yeah, it's the parent rap, y'all
We may spend most of our time chasing down but
We still know how to rock the hizzle
I don't even know what you said
We used to be cool!
Back in the day, back on the block
Watching PG-13 movies, up way dark
Then we had a couple shorties
And now we're flossy
Cause now we be rollin' with our own little possie
In the van
Or in our little wagon
Let me throw it to the moms
Cause the little one is saggin'
I used to bling it up, I used to dress real shrewd
Now I with food that's already been chewed
And that's all right
I make this diaper bag look good
When I'm through the tryin' to wrangle my brood
My PB&Js will set your on fire
I could make you mac-n-cheese on a wire
I'm wiping the do-do
Kissin' the booboos
Got them eyes in the of my head, I see all you do.
Using your full so you know I ain't playin'
And that's why all my kiddo's, they keep sayin'
Mom mom, she's the bomb, rocking all till the break of dawn
Cooking them peas so I'll grow up strong
Got my second seat belt if we crash head on
Dad dad, he's the man, working real hard to support the clan
Traded in his porsche for an old sedan
Raisin' those brows if we get outta hand
When it come to Candyland, I'm a stone cold player
Helping out with the homework, I'm an Algebra slayer
Wrestle carseats into place without spillin' my mug
If I tuck you in at night, you'll be as snug as a bug
Then I'm off in the morning, to make that cheese
You may not know yet, but it doesn't grow on trees
Now mama take it please, what, uh, take it
I'm droppin' "time out"s like they're hot
Potty training all my tots
Washin' all the and pots
Tyin' little shoes in knots
Giving to brain
"if your friend jumped off a train you don't have to do the same"
Now get your toys out of the rain!
I'm cleanin' every spill
Cuttin' coupons a vil
If you need parental now you know
We are for real!
You don't think our rhyms are ill boy?
Then grounded for a mil!
Mom, mom, she's legit
Making us chill when we a fit
Telling us to share and never to hit
If you can't say somethin' nice put a sock in it
Dad dad, he's the guy,
never gets tired of playing "I spy"
The constant barage of kids asking "why"
And he always pretends he needs another tie
You know money doesn't grow on trees
Why buy the cow if the milk is free
This won't you as as it me
If you want dessert eat another veggie
Close that door
You weren't in a stable
Sit up straight
And kiss your aunt mable
Close your mouth you chew
Get your elbows off the table
Mom and dad of the year, check it, that's the label
It's the parent rap y'all
And it's apparent
We're great parents
Mom and in the house
Mom and daddy own the house
Mom and daddy to clean the house...
Keep your hands to yourself, boy
Don't make me beat, I'll do it! I'll pull this beat over.
Yeah, it's the parent rap, y'all
We may spend most of our time chasing down but
We still know how to rock the hizzle
I don't even know what you said
We used to be cool!
Back in the day, back on the block
Watching PG-13 movies, up way dark
Then we had a couple shorties
And now we're flossy
Cause now we be rollin' with our own little possie
In the van
Or in our little wagon
Let me throw it to the moms
Cause the little one is saggin'
I used to bling it up, I used to dress real shrewd
Now I with food that's already been chewed
And that's all right
I make this diaper bag look good
When I'm through the tryin' to wrangle my brood
My PB&Js will set your on fire
I could make you mac-n-cheese on a wire
I'm wiping the do-do
Kissin' the booboos
Got them eyes in the of my head, I see all you do.
Using your full so you know I ain't playin'
And that's why all my kiddo's, they keep sayin'
Mom mom, she's the bomb, rocking all till the break of dawn
Cooking them peas so I'll grow up strong
Got my second seat belt if we crash head on
Dad dad, he's the man, working real hard to support the clan
Traded in his porsche for an old sedan
Raisin' those brows if we get outta hand
When it come to Candyland, I'm a stone cold player
Helping out with the homework, I'm an Algebra slayer
Wrestle carseats into place without spillin' my mug
If I tuck you in at night, you'll be as snug as a bug
Then I'm off in the morning, to make that cheese
You may not know yet, but it doesn't grow on trees
Now mama take it please, what, uh, take it
I'm droppin' "time out"s like they're hot
Potty training all my tots
Washin' all the and pots
Tyin' little shoes in knots
Giving to brain
"if your friend jumped off a train you don't have to do the same"
Now get your toys out of the rain!
I'm cleanin' every spill
Cuttin' coupons a vil
If you need parental now you know
We are for real!
You don't think our rhyms are ill boy?
Then grounded for a mil!
Mom, mom, she's legit
Making us chill when we a fit
Telling us to share and never to hit
If you can't say somethin' nice put a sock in it
Dad dad, he's the guy,
never gets tired of playing "I spy"
The constant barage of kids asking "why"
And he always pretends he needs another tie
You know money doesn't grow on trees
Why buy the cow if the milk is free
This won't you as as it me
If you want dessert eat another veggie
Close that door
You weren't in a stable
Sit up straight
And kiss your aunt mable
Close your mouth you chew
Get your elbows off the table
Mom and dad of the year, check it, that's the label
It's the parent rap y'all
And it's apparent
We're great parents
Mom and in the house
Mom and daddy own the house
Mom and daddy to clean the house...
Keep your hands to yourself, boy
Don't make me beat, I'll do it! I'll pull this beat over.
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