[Chorus] I never liked you n-ggas Who knew one day I'd be just like you n-ggas Uh uh uh alright you n-ggas Uh uh uh alright you n-ggas When I become my
Много во мне маминого, Папино - сокрыто,- Я из века каменного, Из палеолита! Но, по многим отзывам - Я умный и не злой,- То есть, в веке бронзовом Стою
Mama, you taught me to do the right things So now you have to let your baby fly You've given me everything that I will need To make it through this crazy
Mama's dead, never again would she hold my hand Never again to hear her call my name How I miss it much more than I show, I miss it, oh My mama's dead
One two three four Could't keep a secret got a concrete skull You couldn't shut up you're an imbecile You're an ugly dog there's nothing to gain You
I know your mom hates my guts She must be high on coconuts Well, you better tell your mom That your gonna take me to the prom Hey, hey, hey, mama's boy
It's been many years now since mom passed away But there's lots of sweet mem'ries that I have today And when I see autumn and leaves turning brown I feel
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Mama used to send us early to bed on Christmas Eve She became Santa's helper and they took care of me We would wake up early from our beds only to see
I'm not in The Hall of Fame, I'm not on the Walk of Shame, I guess you'll find me in-between somewhere. Things go right and things go wrong, Sometimes
Ay mima no No me toque No me rompa el corazon Ay mima no No me rompa No me rompa el corazon Ay mima no No me toque el corazon Awaniye, awaniye, awaniye
I am my father's son I've never known when to shut up I ain't fooling no one I am my father's son We don't see eye to eye And I'll be the first to admit
I was born in a motel room the night my Daddy lost his job Just after one, he pulled a gun and blew the brains out of some poor slob They call me mamma
Mama's little girl likes teasing the boys Got 'em all on a string baby just like toys Never gonna change, no you better not try 'Cause mama's little girl
She grew up plain and simple in a farming town Her daddy played the fiddle and used to do the calling when they had hoedowns She says the neighbors would
My mama loved my dad for fifty years she worked along beside him in the fields He never gave her much but he gave her all he had Dad's the only reason
Walkin on red dirt no concrete pavement Navy blue book bag on my back Couple miles 'til I'm at the grey hound station Hope they let me ride away with
