| Dear Davis, it’s mama
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| I promise no more drama
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| When I’m famous you’re gonna get everything you wanna
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| Dear Davis, I promise, I promise
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| Yeah, I promise
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| Where I’m from it ain’t no fun
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| The girls wear pumps and the boys wear guns
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| And the kids got dreams and their dreams get crushed
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| And their grandmas pray, but it ain’t enough
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| So, I made up my mind
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| No, I’m not losing to these streets
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| In fact, I won’t be going back until they name one after me
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| Dear Davis, it’s mama
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| I promise no more drama
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| When I’m famous, you’re gonna get everything you wanna
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| Dear Davis, I promise, I promise
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| Yeah, I promise
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| Now some might say that my dream came true
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| But it was all downhill after There For You
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| The whole world said I wasn’t prepared for you
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| And then I got locked up and couldn’t care for you
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| So see, we got a lot to prove, it ain’t easy where we’re going
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| But clap your hands if you’re happy and you know it, babe
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| Mama love you, she just don’t know how to show it, baby
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| 'Cause, I made up my mind
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| No, I’m not losing to these streets
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| In fact, I won’t be going back until they name one after me
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| Dear Davis (It's mama)
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| I promise no more drama
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| When I’m famous, you’ll have every single thing you want
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| Davis, I promise, yeah, I promise
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| Yeah (Mmh) |