Lyrics:
smart
But mama I'm in love with a criminal
And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical
Mama please don't cry, I will be alright
All reason
HEART
MAMAMA D’ONT CRY NO MOR
OH MAMA
GATHIÉ GNALAMA, NDAX
BO DEFONE NI BAYE
KON DARA DOU BAKHE TAYE
NO MAMA DON’T CRY NO NON
NOMAMA DON’T CRY
CHORUS
the door" (door)
Mama caught me juggin' out at the store (mama)
Mama told me "Yeah", couldn't tell me "No" (nah)
Mama, she got all the answers you need
no mess
Now shit got hectic, cause mama was tipped
She'll tell you in a minute don't let your mouth get yo' ass whipped
Mama did it all by herself,
mamas wit' sons
Ain't afraid to let you have it
If you trick with their loved ones
Oh I mores no, no (you tripled your fare)
You best get on your
a grown man cry
Like a clear blue sky
Hovering over that still water
Said that's how it feels, oh baby
That's how it feels being loved by you woman
Come
give anything in this world
Michael Jackson leather and a glove
But didn't give me a curl
And you never put no man over me
And I love you for that, mommy
see the difference
Good for couple wears now the shit just turning dingy man
Screaming out who am I sounding like I'm beenie man
I don't know many men
the man
Hope won't see her mama more than once in awhile
There's no talking to her mama's living in denial
Mama never heard her cry mama never heard her
with all that phony shit and gimmickin
Take me to the plug, I ain't goin' through no middleman
I'm tryna get the keys to the Beamer like I'm Beenie Man
Yeah!
Because me nah get no bligh
Sean Paul ah pressure yuh wit one more try
Fuss inna meh life man I'm feeling fi cry
Taking all meh heart baby
When I was six I received my nines as a birthday gift
Pray ya Lord if ya see my nines
It's enough to make any grown man cry,
Now mama neva' tell me
babe (I'mma say what she said)
Nigga, mama said fuck'em, so I went and said fuck'em
They ain't do shit for me, so I don't owe a nigga nothing
No
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
"There are a few things I
Wanna explain to you and I'll try to define
To the best of my ability"
"Mama don't take no mess!" "M-m-m-m, mmm
Mmm" "Mama
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go, go, go
There's no stopping me
I'm burnin' through
Cry cry
Cry cry cry
Cry cry
Cry cry cry
Man, the city I'm from seem so godless at times man
Heartless niggas doing heartless shit
Jealous bitches
it hurt him so bad
He said, "Baby, Mama, why?" That's all he could say
But she said, "Oh, go on fool, you're doing it," but the man wasn't doing it
the God and gave him back his coke
Bitches yellin', Beenie Man swung on Helen
In the back of a cop car, Dirty Tasha are tellin
But suddenly a chill came
I'm not the only one
Baby you did me wrong, I'm not your bitch
Don't trip, I'm moving on
No man, no cry
No man, pass on by
No we won't be played
Listen
it hurt him so bad
He said, "Baby, Mama, why?" That's all he could say
But she said, "Oh, go on fool, you're doing it," but the man wasn't doing it
mama, I don't wanna cry
Well, I don't wanna be a soldier mama, I don't wanna die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
Well, I don't wanna be a rich man mama, I
get used to see your face upon the floor
Mo-Mo-Monday to Sunday
No, how many pills? How many? How many? How many?
Mama mama mama, sorry
'Cause it
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