Mama
Yeah yeah yeah
I just wanna see you smile and be happy, yeah
Fast car, Nascar
Put you in the right one
Rollie on your wrist
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
I'll put diamonds on your neck too
Fast car, Nascar
Put you in the right one
Rollie on your wrist
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah, Holy, Divine
She's so blessed, yeah
She's so wavy, she's so fly
I pray she don't die
Yeah, she don't get out of sight
She's been loving, she's so blessed
She made me a life
She brought me out to be here
Gave me a reason to bear
She took all my pain
She got me feeling no stress, yeah
I've got dreams to be wealthy and cop you a crib
So virtuous, no lies, you got the heart to forgive
My mistakes are all bad
Mama, one day Imma fly you up high
Dubai, Maldives, Hawaii, Caribbean city
And sit with my sisters and pops
Then Imma smoke and you get it locked
Then Imma tell ya I got it all hard
Me at the top is a game, ain't no stop
Fast car, Nascar
Put you in the right one
Rollie on your wrist
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
I'll put diamonds on your neck too
Fast car, Nascar
Put you in the right one
Rollie on your wrist
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Mama, Mama
I've been on the road to make you feel fine
Even when it's tough, you got my back
It gets harder to raise children these days
You know you my god on earth
That's why I sing for you
My mama, my first love
Tell me what can I do for you?
From a young boy to a grown man
I ain't seen love like this love uh huh
Fast car, Nascar
Put you in the right one
Rollie on your wrist
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
I'll put diamonds on your neck too
Fast car, Nascar
Put you in the right one
Rollie on your wrist
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Look back at the days you brought me up
Now, boy, handle your business
Boy, ain't feeling no remorse
Get your cup and toast it up (Mama, it's alright)
My life, for you, I sacrifice (it's alright)
You know, I gotta work it hard (it's alright)
(Mama, it's all right)
I just wanna see you smile and be happy, yeah
Fast car, Nascar
Put you in the right one
Rollie on your wrist
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
I'll put diamonds on your neck too
Fast car, Nascar
Put you in the right one
Rollie on your wrist
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah, Holy, Divine
She's so blessed, yeah
She's so wavy, she's so fly
I pray she don't die
Yeah, she don't get out of sight
She's been loving, she's so blessed
She made me a life
She brought me out to be here
Gave me a reason to bear
She took all my pain
She got me feeling no stress, yeah
I've got dreams to be wealthy and cop you a crib
So virtuous, no lies, you got the heart to forgive
My mistakes are all bad
Mama, one day Imma fly you up high
Dubai, Maldives, Hawaii, Caribbean city
And sit with my sisters and pops
Then Imma smoke and you get it locked
Then Imma tell ya I got it all hard
Me at the top is a game, ain't no stop
Fast car, Nascar
Put you in the right one
Rollie on your wrist
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
I'll put diamonds on your neck too
Fast car, Nascar
Put you in the right one
Rollie on your wrist
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Mama, Mama
I've been on the road to make you feel fine
Even when it's tough, you got my back
It gets harder to raise children these days
You know you my god on earth
That's why I sing for you
My mama, my first love
Tell me what can I do for you?
From a young boy to a grown man
I ain't seen love like this love uh huh
Fast car, Nascar
Put you in the right one
Rollie on your wrist
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
I'll put diamonds on your neck too
Fast car, Nascar
Put you in the right one
Rollie on your wrist
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
I'll put diamonds on your neck too, yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Look back at the days you brought me up
Now, boy, handle your business
Boy, ain't feeling no remorse
Get your cup and toast it up (Mama, it's alright)
My life, for you, I sacrifice (it's alright)
You know, I gotta work it hard (it's alright)
(Mama, it's all right)
Credits
Writer(s): Felix Omagu Benjamin, Samuel Danmusa
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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