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Mama’s Boy
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BandGang Lonnie Bands
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Got my n***as screamin' Bandlife I don't think you want it as bad as I do, n***a Hah You see the pain in my eyes, I can't hide it I'm addicted to this drank and I can't motherf**kin' hide it Man, my mama asked me, "Son, how you become so f**kin' violent?" Well, 'cause, mama, since I been rappin', n***as wanna try it I'll smack n***as and b*t*hes, I ain't motherf**kin' biased And I move pitbull and pigeons, I'm a motherf**kin' lion I pimp twenty-plus b*t*hes, I'm the real life Simon And if these b*t*hes don't listen, then this right hand flyin' (b*t*h) Ain't even got a gold plaque, but in the hood, I went diamond Hit your hood with that sack like a defensive lineman They like, "Lonnie back fat," that's that money diet, huh Next year we comin' jack, b*t*h, and I'm the pilot (For real) I just bought my first Rollie, yeah, it's perfect timin' These n***as thought Lonnie was broke, I was stackin' silent You in the hood, nowhere to go, I expand my horizon They tryna wonder what I'm on 'cause I keep switchin' climates Huh, I'm a mama's baby She know her son brazy Huh, God knew what He was doin' when He made me Huh, I wanted to be Big Meech Not no Jay-Z, huh But somehow this rap sh*t done saved me Huh, got it out the mud, that's why you see this dirty ass cup Thought I had a plug and I was out of town playin' tough Whoever thought these credit cards could get you rich in a month? Whoever thought we'd have the whole world tryna be us? We kicked in the door, they tried to blackball Huh, we got indicted, whole city tryna talk down This city tried to blame us when they whacked dawg You can't swim in that water, then you bound to drown I'm a mama's baby She know her son brazy God knew what He was doin' when He made me Huh, mama said I died and came back when I was born My sister died at birth and that left my mama torn Huh, and when the check clear, I'm puttin' mama in a foreign She deserve all this sh*t, she ain't gotta work no more Huh, love my baby mama, yeah, she gave me the greatest gift Can't say no to my daughter, yeah, she get everything she wish Don't think that 'cause I'm ballin' that I won't still send a hit Got all my ex-b*t*hes callin', man, they sick I'm gettin' rich You sick now You see me up in dawg's sh*t now Hold on, hold on, see the b*t*h, I up the bustdown Huh, could've had it, but ain't stayed down Huh, I'm a mama's baby She know her son brazy Huh, God knew what He was doin' when He made me Huh, I wanted to be Big Meech Not no Jay-Z, huh But somehow this rap sh*t done saved me
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