Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Huh Mama, artist - Saigon. Date of issue: 28.08.2006
Song language: English
Huh Mama |
| Sugar pie, honey bum you know that I love guns |
| I can’t help myself |
| Can’t keep that heat on the shelf |
| You knew I was a knucklehead |
| Ever since you met me I Tried to do good for you, boo |
| But them streets wouldn’t let me You wanted a relationship |
| You was willing to chase it I know you seen the pack I kept the ninas packed |
| But you just couldn’t faced it You mad they got me locked away |
| Tell me are you leavin'? |
| Are you going away? |
| I put my trust in you to hold it down like Claire Huxtable |
| Cuz I’m in love with you … |
| I know all the shit that you did for me Are you willing to suffer for my stupidity? |
| Huh ma? |
| Huh ma? |
| Huh mama? |
| I know all that shit that you did for me But now that I’m locked is you troopin’the bid with me? |
| Are you willing to suffer for my stupidity? |
| Huh ma? |
| Huh ma? |
| Huh mama? |
| 9−5 I crime drive, pockets swellin’with stacks |
| My girl said keep sellin’them cracks you gon’dwell in them acs |
| I ignored her, knowin’she was only tellin’the facts |
| Either that or get my melon cracked when the shell interact |
| But fuck it cuz I done been to hell and back |
| I feel my C-cipher sentences well intact |
| I’m developin’that |
| If I can just find a slumlord to sell us a shack |
| I’ll set up shop with this dumb broad look elephant phat |
| Where the fellaz is at? |
| Sit, spark a L and chit chat |
| On how we can sell richter for fifty flat till they tell us it’s wack |
| Then we drop the price to fourty-three like they feel that it oughta be In all re-al we still quadruple a quarter Ki Unfortunately police caught me The man I shot in the Camelot tellin’the jailers where they escorted me |