70 lyrics for "Mama don't go"

I want to play with your poodle Can I play with your poodle? I mean your little poodle dog! I wanna play with your poodle Now lend an ear folks while I sing this song Don't get mad, I don't mean no harm! Yes, that little poodle got a long shaggy tail
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Told mama I'm a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) Bandana and some low cuts Still trap the 4 Don't trip I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) Now I got that money, everybody love me I'm a thug
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And when I got home, before I said amen Asking God if he could play it again Our song is a slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow 'Cause it's late and your mama don't know Our song
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Oh you Pretty Things Don't you know you're driving your Mamas and Papas insane And it looks as though they're here to stay All the strangers came today Let me make it plain You gotta make way for the Homo Superior Wake up you sleepy head Put on some
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Down in Devil Gate Drive So come alive. Come alive Down in Devil Gate...down in Devil Gate Well your mama don't know where your sister done go She can jive Hey, you all want to go down to Devil Gate Drive? Well, come on! Welcome to 'The Dive'! Well, at
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Mama's got a squeeze box Daddy never sleeps at night And the music's all right 'Cause she's playing all night She wears on her chest And when daddy comes home He never gets no rest Well the kids don't eat And the dog can't sleep
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It's gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely night, bye-bye Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely night Get ya, get ya, get ya shit together Must be confused about me (what?) If you don't treat ya mama right, bye-bye,
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Ahhh, Ohh, Ahhh, Ohh, Ahhh, Ohh, Ohh Make me feel so good, make me feel so good right now Tell me what'd I say, tell me what'd I say right now Baby shake that thing, baby shake that thing right now Hey mama, don't you treat me wrong Come and love your
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Mama don't go Daddy come home I just got to tell you Mother, you had me But I never had you I wanted you But you didn't want me
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Don't go crying to your mama Ain't it fun Living in the real world So what are you gonna do Being all alone 'Cause you're on you're own, in the real world 'Cause you're on your own, in the real world When the world don't orbit around you Ain't it good
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