Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Momma, artist - Lil Yachty. Date of issue: 25.05.2017
Song language: English
Momma |
| Momma, I stole some money from your purse |
| I say, Momma, I did some things and they hurt |
| I say, Momma, I know I lied to you a lot |
| But Momma, my love for you won’t ever stop |
| I say, Momma, I stole some money from your purse |
| I say, Momma, I did some things and they hurt |
| I say, Momma, I know I lied to you a lot |
| But Momma, my love for you won’t ever stop |
| I brought my momma drama |
| I brought my momma pain |
| I did a lot of things |
| Made my momma go insane |
| I brought my momma a lot of shame |
| Ain’t no sun, only rain |
| I feel so guilty about it |
| It stay stuck up in my brain |
| They call me a delinquent, but it’s the truth |
| Confessions of my life up in the booth |
| I say the truth; |
| I keep it real |
| Before I started flipping, boy, I had to steal |
| I stole from momma |
| Momma, I’m sorry for everything that I did to you |
| Yes, I’m sorry |
| And I can’t take nothing back that I did wrong |
| But momma I love you, that’s why I made you this song |
| Momma, I stole some money from your purse |
| I say, Momma, I did some things and they hurt |
| Momma, I stole some money from your purse |
| I say, Momma, I did some things and they hurt |
| I say, Momma, I know I lied to you a lot |
| But Momma, my love for you won’t ever stop |
| I say, Momma, I stole some money from your purse |
| I say, Momma, I did some things and they hurt |
| I say, Momma, I know I lied to you a lot |
| But Momma, my love for you won’t ever stop |
| I was 14 years old; |
| I moved out the crib |
| I started flipping weight, now I’m paying the bills |
| Now her son got a deal |
| Now her son got a Porsche |
| She asked me for a Porsche |
| I said, «Momma, yeah, of course!» |
| You had my back; |
| now I’ve got yours |
| We own these houses; |
| fuck a landlord |
| I love you, Momma, I know you love me too |
| I’ve got to thank God everyday for having you |
| Without you, there’s no Stitches |
| I love you, Momma; |
| fuck them other bitches |
| See, we family; |
| we got the same blood |
| Your son is a thug, and he got it out the mud |
| I love you, Momma |
| Momma, I stole some money from your purse |
| I say, Momma, I did some things and they hurt |
| I say, Momma, I know I lied to you a lot |
| But Momma, my love for you won’t ever stop |
| I say, Momma, I stole some money from your purse |
| I say, Momma, I did some things and they hurt |
| I say, Momma, I know I lied to you a lot |
| But Momma, my love for you won’t ever stop |
| Momma, I stole some money from your purse |
| I say, Momma, I did some things and they hurt |
| I say, Momma, I know I lied to you a lot |
| But Momma, my love for you won’t ever stop |
| I say, Momma, I stole some money from your purse |
| I say, Momma, I did some things and they hurt |
| I say, Momma, I know I lied to you a lot |
| But Momma, my love for you won’t ever stop |