| Yeah, Jellyroll on the beat
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| What we gone do on this Eastside track right here
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| We gone give it up uh, to our favorite girls
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| To momma — without you there would be no me
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| You feel what I’m talkin 'bout? |
| Yeah
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| There comes a time, when we
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| Need more, love in the family
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| Thanks for. |
| (thank you momma)
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| The good times and, the bad times, can’t you see
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| Thank you for everything you’ve done for me (you only get one)
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| Momma this all my life
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| I used to put everything on you, and I knew it wattn’t right
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| You snatched me out the deep cracks
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| You hooked my ass everytime I talked smack
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| I know they sayin, «Gladys, your son stressin off the system»
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| I used to kiss her everyday, look momma I miss her
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| Do you remember, when I almost died
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| I’m back a new man and I didn’t even cry
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| I used to tell lies, steal from your purse
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| Until I seen Pancake pushed away in a hearse
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| Momma it hurts — you dreamed of how I got smoke?
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| Lil' cousin off dope, cuz that’s all she wrote
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| I did a song wit her — lemme go find it so I can play it for ya
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| And bang it for my lil' neice Sade
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| She remind me of me and my big sister when we used to play
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| I love you mom until I die
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| I know I gave you hell, but you raised me well
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| Barely twelve years old but I stayed in jail
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| Supposed to be up at school, but I be ditchin to steal
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| And even though we kinda po', we ain’t missin a meal
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| Feelin bad cuz my pants and my shirt don’t match
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| I’m burglurizin, and I’m snatchin every purse on fat
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| Nobody helpin you with rents since pops done split
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| So I’m advanced in my plans, how to clock my chips
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| Takin nonsense rich, started runnin with Crips
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| Handcuffs on my wrists, now your lovin I miss
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| Cuz I’m the baby of the family, your pride and joy
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| But I know sometimes ya wonder what’s inside ya boy
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| Stay patient mamma, I’mma figure out my path
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| Then we can laugh and forget about the past
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| I have my own children, so now it’s my turn
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| And I’m grateful for the chance, now I get to learn
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| True love. |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song There Comes A Time, artist - Tha Eastsidaz. Album song Duces 'N Trayz: The Old Fashioned Way, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп