Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mothers Regret, artist - Masta Ace. Album song The Falling Season, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.05.2016
Record label: HHV
Song language: English
Mothers Regret |
I’m from the city brother, New York, New York city |
Well that’s the alcohol and drugs, steal the soul of a young pretty mother |
Thick hips and thighs, caramel complexion |
The inspiration for some teenage affection |
Jordache jeans tight like some running pants |
Got a brother speaking French like a son in France |
«Bonjour Mademoiselle», sexy older lady |
You can rob this cradle like somebody stole a baby |
I’m only 15, but I’mma fast learner |
I know your man got a 'fro like he Nat Turner |
I know your man drive a Eldorado |
But I’m been try to take a rest on some breasts since I held the bottle |
«Eh yo that’s Rodney mom», I know that’s Rodney mom |
But when she get dressed for work, eh yo that body bomb |
Like a Saudi bomb, I want to set it off |
Cause that booty extra big and I bet it’s soft |
So many nice curves, I’m Mario Andretti |
I wanna ride but I’m prolly sure ain’t ready |
I heard she party hard and she be hanging |
With the hustlers cats Big Black, Shameek and Robby Rob |
Then came the white powder |
Every man try to get all the clams that he can like some white chowder |
And they gave it to their ladies first |
I’m just try to keep the tears out my eyes while I say this verse |
You ok? |
You good? |
Huh? |
What’s wrong? |
Why you sitting here? |
Say what? |
Doing this dayjob, tell you it stay hard |
Damn it the pain robs, my spirit’s will fade far |
Each moment the brain’s on CoreNet |
Cause the reds and the bread gone |
Medical bills that swell more |
Caring for my unwell moms |
But it’s Karen who I depend on |
Detent to Sean, whose tender nights I work long |
Graveshifting it, got the grey hairs glistening |
Looking Claire Huxtable minus Cliff and when |
The last time I tried hollering at him |
We just rifted and drifted in |
Some nights I want to escape this prison |
Get away where ignorance is blistering |
Where pain stops existing |
Watch it dissipate with the wade |
See the shift in my fade |
Face countenance |
It was like I was bound to slip, cursed |
I’m just try to keep these tears out my eyes while I say this verse |
You alright? |
Because I’m looking at your eyes to see if your pupils is big |
What’s wrong with her? |
You doing some drugs? |
Huh? |
Fat ass dissolving, like cotton candy |
Grown ladies calling dealers daddy |
But yo that’s not your family |
Lotta women like to cop from Stanley |
Then go home and wash away the shame |
Drinking lots of Brandy |
Cause he be on that barter system |
Where a pretty New Jack City chick becomes a Carter victim |
Off your knees lady, he’s deceiving you |
And like your new job, that body, it be leaving you |
I believe in you, you somebody mama |
And as a man he should protect you, like body armor |
But he’s a hottie charmer and you under a spell |
Now the whole neighbourhood is a thunderous hell |
Lotta shorties left at home, cause their mama’s gone |
What’s a young kid to do with all that time alone? |
Man, they should have put the babies first |
I’m just try to keep the tears out my eyes while I lay this verse |