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Les paroles de Momma Loves Me
| | | Artiste: | Jay-Z |
| | Album: | Miscellaneous | | Titre: | Momma Loves Me | | | | Date d'ajout: | 18/10/2007 | | Vues: | 47 fois | | | | Paroles: | Yeah, yeah..
Uhh, right, right, right
Right, right, right, right
Uhh uhh uhh,
feel me now, listen
Momma loved me, pop left me
Mickey fed me, and he dressed me
Eric
fought me, made me tougher
Love you for that my nigga no matter what brah
Marcy raised me;
and whether right or wrong
Streets gave me all I write in the song
Hootie babysitted,
changed my diapers
Gil introduced me to the game that changed my life up
East Trenton grew
me, had me skippin school
Valencia's boyfriend Vovo had me makin moves
Momma raised me,
pop I miss you
God help me forgive him I got some issues
Mickey cleaned my ears, and he
shampooed my hair
Eric was fly - shit, I used to steal his gear
I was the baby boy, I
could do no wrong
Yeah it's goin past fast - let's move along
Kitchen table - that's where
I honed my skills
Jaz made me believe the shit was real
Labels turned me down, couldn't
foresee
Clark sought me out, Dame believed
Primo laced me, Ski did too
"Reasonable
Doubt" - classic, shoulda went triple
Momma loved me, pop left me
Grandma dressed me, plus
she fed me
banana puddin, what's in the hood then
Puffin on L's, drinkin pink
champelle
Ty rolled with a nigga, V.A. spot
Tone, Mike 'Zo and them niggaz, V.A.'s
locked
Vigs fucked with a nigga, whassup ha?
(?) high hated the fact I put rap to the
back
Money pourin in, clientele growin now
Birth of my first nephew, time to slow it
down
October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
Followed by three more boys and then a baby
girl
Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay
loves you to death won't let no trouble come your
way
Oh, can't forget my man down in Maryland
He's gone 'til November, how can I not
remember?
Tell your moms I'm there for her and Tiembra
And your son too - there's nothin I
won't do
Unless you was me, how could you judge me?
I was brought up in pain, y'all can't
touch me
Police pursued me, chased cuffed and subdued me
Talked to me rudely; cause I'm
young rich and I'm black
and live in a movie, not livin by rules
New rap patrollin the
city, follow my crews
Bleek you're still with me - nigga what did I say?
The time is
comin; you one hit away
Beans I ain't tryin to change you - just give you some game
to
make the transition, from the street to the fame
My momma loves me.. | | | |
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