Dear Momma I never meant to fall make me get a job and call off
Your my mother and I need you now
Look in the future and see our crowd
The money come quick
Dudes come slick
Momma walk around with the lil bic
I see boys with their lil
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Now mother what do you thank
Your more than just a mother to me
Your my best friend
Your my other hand
I'd choose over any stupid boy man
Look down now you see ya fan
I see anger down his sweat glaides
He better go wash one of the pan pans