Lyrics:
Moma Mia
What chew you want to do nigga, is fine with me
Name your game, scandalous sprees, or robberies
Moving keys for your needs, from state
If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
A cute cute, in a stupid-ass way
But that's what you need man, and you need it bad
And your trouble is you know it too good
"Cause you look an' you start getting the chills
"Cause
blunts till my arm look like Popeye
Till the day is bye bye
Till then, three hundred G fly by, rented
So foggy windows look tinted
We just be lookin'
know-nothing mask
Why do you still ask?
They don't grade here on the curve
We both know what we deserve
Just as you are
Just a wretch like me
Jesus is
If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
A cute cute, in a stupid-ass way
the position we're in
Until we come back to these laws, statutes and commandments
And do what the Lord said, these curses are gonna be upon us
We're gonna be
I can feel the heat risin'
Everything is on fire
Today is a painful reminder
Of why we can only get brighter
The further you put it behind ya
about it cause I'm askin' for real
Golddiggers goin' to hear this song drivin' and crash at the wheel
Forever is a long time, so far we gettin' along
And reach to other worlds
Right through the needle's eye
Come take your first look inside
Arise our fate is all we know
A fate we all would change
So aim that
What's more important?
The money or the pain?
The message or the name?
The blessing or the blame?
What is the focus?
Things get crazy by the day
I've
for what you possess
We could live in my Plug Two home
And on Mars where we could be all alone
And we make a song for two
Picture perfect things
gonna be there for you
When this place is too much and you don't know what to do
I got your back and I'm gonna be there for you
Shorty got my back
Tonight we make love with only words
Girls first, girls first
Ok so like first I'll start by telling you how
Intelligent a curve your behind has
I lived a hundred lives, uh
So, that mean I had a hundred wives
And I am just simply high off life for the hundredth time
Never let nobody curve
Tonight we make love with only words
Girls first, girls first
Ok so like first I'll start by telling you how
Intelligent a curve your behind has
I can feel the heat risin'
Everything is on fire
Today is a painful reminder
Of why we can only get brighter
The further you put it behind ya
There's gotta be something better than this for me
I look around here and I want to cry
Aw, me too
I feel like the world is passing me by
It
grown up now, I got my own money
I'm married and divorced and my daughter is a woman
And guess what? My daughter want another
Sister or brother,
by my side
When I'm asleep, I always dream
That you and me were doing our own thang
So is it hard for you to stop by my way
And watch a little TV,
for what you possess
We could live in my Plug Two home
And on Mars where we could be all alone
And we make a song for two
Picture perfect things
me
Hail Mary, nigga, run quick, see
What do we have here now?
Do you want to ride or die?
La, da-da-da, la-la, la-la
Penitentiaries is packed
to save us from ourselves
I can't wait to see my cell
All aboard for the tent city in the desert
Suddenly all we see is you
Philosopher king
Uh
And life is so insane
Look what I've became,
Tryna make a name
All my first dates are interrupted by my fame
Because every picture taken is
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