Lyrics:
Hey hi hoe it's salva da boy
Hey hi hoooe it's salva daaa Boy
Lets get let's get
My money shapes me
Origami
My mamma cita very yummy
I finna give
this boy's got moves that I've never seen before
cnd boy this boy's got moves, I could never dream for more
cnd as he took me by the arm
His eyes came
the gun
Left behind in the coal mines
Yeah the boy was traumatized
And now mamma drinks herself to sleep every night
And it broke him down
He couldn't get
Oh
Look what the cat dragged in the front door
Eight lives down and is curious still
Scratching the surface with clawless paws
Run tell yo mamma that
and Puff
Recreatin' hate me now
I ain't gotta talk shit
What I'm makin' make me loud
I love it when my dad call and say
"Dom boy you make me proud!"
I be
All-American self-hatred runs deep
White boys all I see whenever I sleep
Niggas think I think these thoughts on purpose
But I knew 'bout NSYNC
Don't you run pussy boy you better watch your tongue
It's no fun when you fucking die and your mamma cry
Don't you run pussy boy you better watch
Intro
This is why I didn’t wanna go and meet your mamma
Why do guys always want you to go and meet their mammas
I knew I shouldn't, I tried to make
day.
Shoo bee do bee do I've found my way,
Straight into your heart please let me stay.
There's a light in your eyes
Boy you really got me
Intro:
[Willie D]
Geto Boys
(G.B.)'98
We gonna set this shit straight, belive that
Don't you wish sometimes you can be free
Free from incarceration
Geto Boys
(G.B.)'98
We gonna set this shit straight, belive that
Don't you wish sometimes you can be free
Free from incarceration
Free from
mama,
Can't you see how I love him?
So by now my doubts are over,
I know for sure that he's my dream.
All I beg you, mamma - some comprehension.
We got
a pretty boy
Name me somebody could ever top me at anything
No never me, in any dream, by any means
I think shawty wanna wedding ring
I tell her "please
li, li, like glue
Be by your side boy, whatever your goin' through
We were high (til when its all good)
We were low ((til when its all bad)
But I
gonna split
Ahhhhh shit
Who make y'all scream the loudest
Who dought it
That master p boys get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it
Respect the tank or get
I'ma dog bitch
Big suitcase full of money
I'm a dog mamma
And I'm rollin' El Camino
I'm a D-D-D dog
Drop top continental with a suicide see
the boys by my side
You gone hear us loud cuz we keep the sideline LIT
Yeah we bleed silver and blue and I'm hopin' you do too
because when the squad gets
Baby like the white Coca-Cola
I'm way too high to be sober
So please don't cry on my shoulder
Pop it, shit, pop it, shit
You too loud, I'm too lit
with a lot of fucking hope
I know i'ma make it one day
My mamma told me boy you gotta pray
Boy you gotta pray
Yeah i gotta pray
I see the hate on they
A stone rolls along on the river bed, many a year since blood was shed
He was just a boy when his mamma cried and he rode to the east that night
truecloud
Se ti dissi corri mamma
Fotte sega se mi dici nah
Hey, hey
Negro no schiacciarmi le suole
Prendo queste scarpe nuove
E fotto con Nice e la By Over
Diamonds dancing for years
Can't be caught by the pigs (ew)
We stay by the right
Calm please don't take those pills
Pull up on scene my bitch get shot
Now
bro please don’t worry I'll take care of mom
I been trying to make my way
And I'ma stop till I'm not breathing
Music got me off my ways
My mamma proud
Ya boy kodac and G.T. Game Time, you know what
You know what we think foreal, real-talk
We been hustle too long boy
I’m on a mission trying to get it
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