my mind I just can't leave These memories Far behind But mama I just can't Let you go There's so much I would like You to know I miss you mama And there
a whiskey'n mama. Whiskey'n mama, you standin' there With your curly hair Just to have you do me good. I know you could if you only would. Whiskey'n mama
And runnin from the police, that's right Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside And even as a crack fiend, mama You always was a black queen, mama
t wait Oh sure, it took a little time I know that's true But this business Been preying on my mind Since I met you The thing is babe, Between your mama
Yeah, my mama said, ’i know you’ve been out again with fred’ (my mama said) My mama said, ’don’t you lie, your cheeks are blushing red’ (my mama said
-mama I'm your suga mama, suga mama [Bridge:] Hey, hey Sit on mama lap Hey, hey Come sit on mama lap Hey Come sit on mama lap Hey, hey Come sit on mama
I saw a woman walking down my street, With grace so beautifully care-fully. She’s a big and pretty mother swinging her handbag Back and forth so joyfully
Tell Your Mama Come Everybody gather 'round, this is a test Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin' Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin' Dancin', dancin', dancin
you (mama let me sign this one to you) You always gon be my mama Maaama, mama, my… mama Mama Ima sing this (ooh hoo) one to you Mama let me sing this
all up in the wrong store now the malls bout to close Crazy , but I followed you Cuz I just couldn't take it no more No disrespect to your mama but
dressing I reckon that you and me should be dancin' together, together What my mama don't know, what my mama don't know. What my mama, what my mama, what my mama, mama, mama, mama
Mama, I'm so sorry, I like to party I just wanted you to hear it from me, mama... What my mama don't know, what my mama don't know What my mama, mama
tragst du selber weg ich will dir ja nicht mehr Schone Gru?e an Mama Schone Gru?e an Papa Er war so schon gewesen Schone Gru?e an Mama Schone Gru?e
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 mama's boyfriends? When I become my mama
[Speaking:] Yo anybody thats from Harlem should know what I'm talking about when I say no music, [Laughing] ya'll thought it was a game? [Yells:]
Lil mama Yeah it's poppin, it's poppin, it's poppin, it's poppin. I gotta ask 'em, 'cause if i don't It's poppin, it's poppin, it's poppin, it's poppin
I shouldn't be Well I goin be alright cause [CHORUS] I'm pregnant by a dude & he not 16 But I like his style & his whipp is mean My mama told me
um Lil' Mama. Uh uh, no way, you can show me how [x2] Uh uh, no way, you can show me how You can show me how To G-slide Lil' Mama tour bus may
