| Mama had a fit when she seen my money
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| She say you ain’t got no job, you must be up to something
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| What the hell you doin? |
| Don’t get in no trouble
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| I had to look out for my nephew, he look up to uncle
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| Mama got a nigga, I ain’t like his ass
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| Tried to make me rake the leaves and cut the grass
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| Nigga you ain’t even got no kids, what make you dad?
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| If I wasn’t 12 years old I’d bust yo ass!
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| Mama kicked him out and now I’m 21
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| Bought her Prada, Gucci, Louis, Christian Loubuitton
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| Mama taught me everything, I’m her Danielson
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| I had to go get her that Porsche before the summer’s gone
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| (Hook)
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| (Verse) (Gucci Mane)
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| I was servin junkies out my mama window
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| I was broke like half a brick, that was ‘96
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| Daddy gone so I guess that makes me head honcho
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| Mama ramblin through my closet, she done found a spliff
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| She said I raised you better, boy you’ve got a strong mind
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| She said I can’t believe you serve that to your own kind
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| I told her mama chill cuz I been broke along time
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| That’s why I’m at the store and junkies in a long line
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| I was a runner for my brother, I need my own plug
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| I feel like 2 Chainz and Lil Wayne, I need my own drugs
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| First time I set shop on my block I didn’t get no luck
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| 200 thousand for a Charger, 6's, no scrub
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| (Hook)
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| (Verse) (Takeoff of the Migos)
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| The Audi, the Mazzi, the Jaguar
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| The Bentley, the house by the lake
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| Gold on my neck, gold on my wrist
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| Young Takeoff I sit on 10 K’s
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| I’m posted with Guwop, I’m strapped up with 2 Glocks
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| Versace on my back, I’m feelin like 2 Pac
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| He wanted a whole brick, I gave em re-rock
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| Pull up on yo block, Chevrolet t-top
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| Finesse the plug for the bags
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| My wrist is spinnin like Taz
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| I know that my mama gone spaz
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| She find out bout all of this cash
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| But fuck it, my nigga we rich
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| Remember them nights hitting licks
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| Duckin police, jumpin the fence
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| Now we in Lambs, president tint
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| (Hook)
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| Seen 100 bands, all in one time (I seen it)
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| I just blew my mind cuz my mama seen it (fuck!)
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| And she had a fit, yea she had a fit (mama)
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| I told my mama we rich, told my mama we rich |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mama We Rich , by - Migos. Song from the album No Pen No Pad, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп