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She's My Momma
作詞:Joseph Cartagena, Jimmy Douglass, Lenny Goldsmith, Ray Thompson
You know one man's treasure is another man's trash Speak on it, speak on it, listen And you know the man that sleeps on the floor Can't fall the fuck off the bed, nigga Pop your collar to this, it's grills mania, ya heard me?
She's my mami, she's my baby I love you so much, you drivin' me crazy Wanna be down? Jump in the car Rollin' wit me, I'll make you a star
Now she was only sixteen, I had to nurture that Give her some growth, waited 'til I touched the cat Told she goin' have to work if she gon' get ahead Then she drove me berserk when she gave me some head
She told me that she learnt that from the porno flicks I said, ‽Mami, stop talkin', just suck on this dick†I ain't say her name yet, so let's say she nothin' Now watch me turn this nothin' into somethin', get it?
Mami, get in that kitchen, this is free base Just cook it 'til it's hard, then cut it in eighths Take the trip cross town to see Tru Just get the money, don't listen, that nigga think he cute
See all this money we got, we goin' shoppin' Louis Vitton and Pucci, we get it poppin' We hit the club on some clico shit See the respect that you get from just bein' my bitch
Look, see 'em, they sick, they wan' be in your shoes That's the game that I hit her wit to leave her confused I'm just usin' her for paper, she want a man I'm 'bout to see my other bitch but she understands
'Cause she's my mami, she's my baby I love you so much, you drivin' me crazy Wanna be down? Jump in the car Rollin' wit me, I'll make you a star
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Ay yo, I met her at the Rucker Park watchin' the stars play I knew she was a Terror, she was watchin' the Squad play I knew she had her own, she was pushin' the bubble X Type of eye candy that you see in a double X
Fat ass, long hair, short like Nia Long I knew she was a victim from the start, my G is strong And then she said she ain't felt this good in ten summers Gave me credit cards and debit cards with pin numbers
I'm lookin' at receipts, she spent G's on the kid I'm pushin' her V, even got keys to the crib I needed to bag up, I bought G's to the crib I got knocked, what she did? Put up the deed to the crib
But now she got a new gig at Chase Manhattan Look my niggaz is wit ma, let's make it happen So I burst through the door 'bout a quarter to four And told every nosy bitch, 'Get the fuck on the floor'
Then she opened up the bag and started to fill 'em all Makin' sure that she left the marked money in the drawer Told security, ‽If you move this goin' be your last night I'm workin' with this Mack 10, you workin' with a flashlightâ€
I'm walkin' backwards, nobody moved, word to mother Tryin' not look 'cause I don't want to blow her cover That's when this bitch winks and blew a kiss at me I don't believe this bitch took all them risks for me
That's why she's my mami, she's my baby I love you so much, you drivin' me crazy Wanna be down? Jump in the car Rollin' wit me, I'll make you a star
She's my mami, she's my baby I love you so much, you drivin' me crazy Wanna be down? Jump in the car Rollin' wit me, I'll make you a star
We on some bullshit right now Young Murder Capital, corrupt money BX nigga, Coka Street runner on this one, catch suckers, crack
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