Lyrics:
you learn to appreciate it
Takes going through a lot of hard times
To know when your getting some Good Advice
It's all the good things your mama said
już
Opowiada swoim wnukom o Krzyżakach
Przez nich przetartych szlakach
Taki grubszy dziadzia
Mama cały dzień jeździ po ciotkach
Na rowerze by się
finds a sandbox like this to play
I want to tell all you barroom roses
If my sweet thang does happen by
You'd better take my advice and if you blink
wan tell ma mama (For the hugs and the kisses)
I wan tell ma papa (Advice that never misses)
I just wanna thank you
I just wanna thank you
I wan tell ma
did not listen to Mama's good advice
You know and I know that our good things' through
Because there's consequences for what we do
Consequences for
finds a sandbox like this to play
I want to tell all you barroom roses
If my sweet thang does happen by
You'd better take my advice and if you blink
Hundred on the ice
Double with the frice
I don't want no lettuce
Ketchup on the side
Haters in my dm's
They just gotta give advice
Still don't wanna
Brilliants Inherit from my parents i
See interference from the trauma from my
Mama I was raised grandmama
Want to live my life don't need advice
Please
really stylish
Got Gucci and the Birkin, lil' mama body perfect
She got me feelin' the style just by the way she work it
The only one of a kind, she even
Nigga, I had a hell of a day
But I admit I was in my own way (hell of a day, in my own way)
I admit I had my mama cryin' over me, what else can a nigga
finds a sandbox like this to play
I want to tell all you barroom roses
If my sweet thang does happen by
You'd better take my advice and if you blink
shout out to my mama for the inspo.
I know I shoulda planned this in advance,
But I feel so close I had to take the chance.
I know I’m young dumb & broke,
górę kielon czystej
Piją mordy wszystkie ladies trzęsą tyłkiem
Niech żyje bal odrobiny poody game'a
A nie którzy by głosili i płynie fala new wave'a
To widać, słychać i czuć
Jestem z innej parafii, jak kosmita
Odklejony niczym Vonnegut
Wkładam trud, by ta gadka nie była pospolita i już
Moja mama tego nigdy
the cold
Should've went to you on my own
Your my number one yeah cause you stay by my side
Through the day, through the night (Night)
Yeah, love you mama
to power up the Ghost like Omari Hardwick
Time flies when you havin' a nice time
So when I drive I try to ride slower than Heinz pourin'
My mama told me
Last time I cried
Is when my mama died
I stay up at night
Asking my self why
I won't even lie
I know I'll be all right
It still hurts inside
But I'ma
ya do it every day and do it every night, Hey!
Yeah I got my gin my sprite
Add a little ice that’s nice
I don’t need advice on life I need some ice
what does your mother know
I couldn't understand her hangups and her fears
A year went by and I got tired of mama's foolish advice
At fourteen I was sure
advice but that ain't sit wit me too good
Gotta lead by example they ain't doing what they should
Told sonny J and don C I do this for the hood
Real street
słowa są zaczarowane mówię jak Merlin
Ona patrzy na mnie czarująco prawie jak Merlin Monroe
Ale daleko mi by robić z nią combo
Lubaszenko to nie zwykły
fucking with the opps leave ‘em niggas where they stand
I was fucked up by my lonely, I was sleeping on the roof
Soon I’ll get myself a mansion, put my mama
to his papa to ask his advice
His papa said, "Son, I have to say no
That girl is your sister but your mama don't know"
Hey, woe is me, shame and scandal
extension cars
And we slanged by to see were my house was
Started stealing out of my mama's perce
Now that she's gone
She lives thrue my songs
And it
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