[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Thank you! Uh, check, check!
[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
When you got popped up and you got locked up,
And the block shot up and your girl knocked up,
And your kids be like, "Who gonna watch us?"
Your mama, they nana.
When you ball too hard or your money got spent,
So you got kicked out, you ain't have no rent,
But you still had a place where you could go.
Tell me where you went? Your mama.
Soon as they let me outta jail
Went straight to my mama's house,
Need someone I can talk to,
And a little more time to work all these dramas out,
That lawyer money, that bail money.
Those letters in the mail never fail you, homie,
Who visit when niggas don't visit?
Man, she the realest!
Boy, let me tell you something
You better love your mama!
[Chorus:]
Said, I love my mama,
More than I love myself,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Said I love my mama
More than I love my health and I love my wealth,
And I love my niggas and I love my bitches,
And I love my car,
More than I love my heart.
[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
Yeah, now some mamas might be your confidant,
Some mamas just good for shoes,
Some mamas might be your drinking buddy,
Some mamas might not be cool,
Some mamas might wait till you get home,
Some mamas might come up to your school
And fuck you up in front of your friends,
'Cause you don't make the rules.
Really thought that you was doin' it today,
Now you sittin' there lookin' all stupid in your face.
When you get home, just tell her you're sorry,
And put on this song, start movin' to the bass.
‘Boy, cut that shit off!'
Goddamn, mama, they made this song for you!
Said, through the powder and the problems
Gotta honor my mama,
So that's what I'm tryna do.
[Chorus:]
Said, I love my mama,
More than I love myself,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Said I love my mama
More than I love my health and I love my wealth,
And I love my niggas and I love my bitches,
And I love my car,
More than I love my heart.
[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
Now some might think their mama ain't perfect.
She is.
All in her face, better get in your place,
You're one of her goddamn kids.
Now some might think their mama ain't worth it.
She is.
Gotta help her out no matter what it's 'bout,
No matter whatever she did.
Now some might think their mama ain't here.
She lives.
She lives,
She lives,
She lives,
She lives,
She lives,
She lives.
[Chorus:]
Said, I love my mama,
More than I love myself,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Said I love my mama
More than I love my health and I love my wealth,
And I love my niggas and I love my bitches,
And I love my car,
More than I love my heart.
[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Thank you! Uh, check, check!
[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
When you got popped up and you got locked up,
And the block shot up and your girl knocked up,
And your kids be like, "Who gonna watch us?"
Your mama, they nana.
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