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down I gotta follow the signs and never lose where i come from yeah Take my mama's advice cause she gonna know what i'm running from Issa sign of da
to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times My baby's drama mama, don't like me She be doing things like having them boys come from her
to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times My baby's drama mama, don't like me She be doing things like having them boys come from her
Get your drank on, get your smoke on Get your dance on, skin tight pants on Get your party on, get your holla on Doogie-dance, lil' mama, get your
for them I'd be humming a slave hymn, for him Blessed to be called by Mack and T-X-T The city's in good hands It's easy to sleep I'm good with
Gott to let you know, got to let Mama I don't ever want to see you cry If then they knew him they'd have passed right by Oh, Joseph's a man
Even if them no like us We must to make this paper (Paper) Cause I no come this life to suffer God go answer my mama prayer I go dey alright I go dey
Yeah I know they got word to moving the product I never ran off on the plug and that's word to my mama A fuck nigga broke a few promises Not that
And sometimes, if I did good If I got a good grade on my report card She'd fill them croissants up with cream God I loved my mama's cream I love it when she'd fill
for no seven dollars But I have a bunch of suspects So who do you think did it then? Its either Jojo, her mama or her mama’s mama This just got real,
How you know where you really gotta come from just to live life in them long nights; when you up cryin' outta fright that you might never see the day
Mama You taught so much in my life You showed me from wrong and from right I picked up the pieces that you planted for me Now I am ready for you
How you know where you really gotta come from just to live life in them long nights; when you up cryin' outta fright that you might never see the day
fuckin' up the dishes Where them pots at Mama asking where her bowls at I don't really talk about it I'm like where the stove at I ain't trippin' I'm just
your friend I wonder if the right dude do you right by now I hope the lord forgive me Don’t put me down down down Mama said them good girls don’t
Mama where'd you go? Why is grandma always here? She's the one who knows what my favorite color is and picks out all my clothes Gets me ready
shooters a look nigga ion need to kall Shiiidddd Mama left the V I had to go trap it out Shiiidddd head first nigga ain't no backing out Beast mode & he
I’m talking all around the world around the globe I’m talking I be getting them hoes in by the boat load Shout out my bro bro That nigga get that dough
Lil mama Let me take you to the store Lil mama Let me walk you down to your door You need some money I got it all got it all Nigga talking crazy
God plays favorites man I know he does I been praying you can tell he ain't ignore it much Whole team by the pool gettin shoulder rubs Fly to Turks
mama had to struggle every day and punch a clock I was raised wit no help cause you left her by herself But with God she ain't fail even when you went
uh I was stuck in it for real (for real) .40 by my rib, I'm out there bustin' off them pills (I ain't lyin') Try and tell my lil' bro, "Chill"
the window open I'm really it I take them risks to put them big rocks on my mother wrist My mama told me get yo paper right and don't trust a bitch I gave her
smart till them start take flight Dreams sweet like party But inspired by fight So when I a sleep Them always in sight Tired of hypocrite people yeah
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