Lil Wayne - Momma Don't Worry (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Lil Wayne - Momma Don't Worry (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mama, don't worry, I got my pistol
I'm gettin' my dollars, you
birthed a real nigga
Told my daddy, "Don't be sorry,
I'm not gon' blame you"
If it weren't for struggle, my dreams,
they wouldn't came true
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Told mama, "Don't worry, you
know you raised a hardbody"
Granny called the other day, said,
"Don't stress 'cause God got you"
I'ma chase this paper every day,
I ain't doin' no stoppin'
Tryna stuff this cash in my
jeans, I'm so 4 Pockets
All the times you gave a nigga your
last, I can't forget that
Eviction notice on the door,
we was hidin' from the rent
man (Turned the lights off)
I ain't never lettin' nothin' slide,
I was taught to get my lick back
Hit hard, move silent, I ain't got
time for all that chit-chat
Even though I feel like you wasn't
there, got mad love for my dad
No hard feelings, I ain't never
cry 'bout nothin' I ain't have
Growin' up inside of poverty, that
shit'll have you mad (Mad)
Goin' to school without no new shoes,
that shit'll turn you bad (Bad)
Took security with my mama (My mama)
I know she got her pistol (Her pistol)
'Fore I give a bitch
anything (I swear)
I'ma take care my sisters (My sisters)
We ain't writin' no more bad
checks (No more bad checks)
My lil' boy them know 'bout
private jets (PJs)
And my auntie them, they
straight now (Okay)
It ain't too much for 'em to
worry about, I promise
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Told mama, "Don't worry,
I'll be just fine"
Angels watch over my shoulder
like an umpire
I could get in the octagon
with these punchlines
Like, nigga, I'm the captain
and it's crunch time
Skip the lunch line, gotta
eat more than sometime
I done time, so I think
everyone one-time
Colorblind to the sunshine,
I'd rather moonshine
Told the team, "I don't care who
shine as long as you shine"
Keep a California dumb blonde
with a boob job
Rather give me a blowjob
than get a new job
Too high, fuck the shit out
her, then we woosah
Woo-ha, got you all in check
like a swoosh sign
Told my daddy, "I don't blame
you, neither claim you"
You was never in the picture,
somebody framed you
Moms bought my first pistol,
brought me to the range too
Since the day I could walk,
I been on the same two
Mama, don't worry (Tunechi), I
got my pistol (Lil' bitch)
I'm gettin' my dollars (Yeah,
yeah, yeah), you birthed
a real nigga (Mula, baby)
If it weren't for struggle (Yeah,
yeah, yeah), my dreams, they wouldn't
came true (Mula, baby)
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
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