Atlantic

I wouldn't want her to move back, back here
Don't move back, back here
I'll come visit in the summer
I'll come visit in the summer
Mama found a good man back home
A good man back home
I'll come visit in the summer
I'll come visit in the summer
We ain't gonna beg a place that kicked her out and made her pay
to let her back in
I'll come visit in the summer
I'll come visit in the summer
Five years taught me who home is
Eleven years taught me who home is
I'll come visit in the summer
I'll come visit in the summer
My late papa's mama said,
"Boy you should know your history,
they took slaves from the east and the west too" (Woah)
I'll go visit in the summer
I'll go visit in the summer
I ain't been to see his childhood since I tossed flowers in the sea
Plane took him with his suitcase
I'll go visit in the summer
I'll go visit in the summer
Irony of my name
Irony of my name
I'll go visit in the summer
I'll go visit in the summer
His last words sounded just like kings
I guess he was, he called me nana
I guess he was, he called me nana
So you ain't gon' call me out my name

We pray with our feet now
Therefore, there for, therefore
Therefore, there for, therefore
Therefore, there for, therefore



Credits
Writer(s): Nkrumah Kwame Kurankye
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