Lyrics:
(Versace), Fela in Versace (Versace)
Fela in Versace, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Big Shot, Super Star, Punisher, Finisher
Call again, bodyguard
Uh,
done if the cops smell loud, uh
Roll the windows down
Almost there, it's like ten more miles, uh
Roll the windows down
Let the world hear your
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
a lot of attention
I see y'all looking like a Prada convention
Can't stop staring, you're fine as hell
Got my shades on though I ain't playin' myself
The world's gonna know my name
They told me don't spend too much time looking back
Stare at the future too long the present's what you're looking past
their liking
After night of tears, joy comes in the morning
Poverty is gone, as e happen is surprising
Let them know it's over
Mama, poverty is over
I know I know I know
You're looking over us, and you're smiling your kids are growin' mama
I know I know I know
You've always been by our side, I can
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
My mama asked me why I never vote never vote
'Cause police men want me dead and gone (Dead and gone)
That election looking like a joke (Such a joke)
in woo
She slipped into, her own fantasy world
Had herself pregnant by a different dude
But reality bites and, this is her life
He wasn't really
low on the ladder that I'm still looking up
I imagine, labels fighting over me like I'm a chicken sandwich
Strong to the finish 'cos I eats me spinach
on this brain
Talking to my mama, still asking her for help
Trying to save the world is taking some big steps
Knowing you a God, but ain't got all the tools
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
I walk by
So I toss my hair and wink my eye
And when I hit the floor tonight
I'm gonna look and feel alright
'Cause my mama says the world's
run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Are they looking for you?
You're frightened and confused
I want my mama
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run
But
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don't
Did it on my own, I ain't looking for no handout, mama
They all ask me for favors but I done ran out, mama
I just lay low and count commas, I ain't
know me
Cause I'm out the door for sure approach me
Wave your hand to come over trying to coach me (what?)
Why you in the V-I, E-V-E too fly to drop by
going through some things
He promised the world we living in was an act on abomination
And Demetrius was to blame
I knew you was conflicted by
They do it big then I gotta be bigger
World full of clones so you gotta be different
You in the jungle don't know how to move
They preying on you like
almost looking like premonitions
My homies still hit me up and tell how my old shit be hitting different
I knew they wasn't kidding
I had to recognize
I wouldn’t trade you for the world
Condolences to anyone whoever lost they favorite girl
Chorus:
Dear mama
Dear mama
Dear mama
You know I got ya
Dear
sure you toting big when you get a Benz
Before you try to get a b*tch, try to get a crib
My n*gga tried to do it big, now he got a bid
Own baby mama
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