I grew up with a lot of love in a happy home Mama called about the paper turns out they wrote about me Now my broken heart's the only thing that's broke about me So many people should have seen what we got going on I only wanna put my heart and my life

Uhh, trauma I was on the corner with the reefa And they got us warring for our freedom See my brother blood on the pavement How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil? When them drugs got a hold of your mama And the judge got a hold on your father Go to

Oh yeah, oh yeah ah, ah, ah ah Darlin' makes 'em do it now (Busted) hey (Busted) hey, yeah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Hey, hey mama said the way you move Gon' make you sweat, gon' make you groove Ah ah child way ya shake that thing Gon' make you burn, gon' make

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

So much love to give So much so much love So much love to share Pure blackness, oneness so rare Let them know they're missin' out Mama Africa Sweet blackness, oneness

And I got no time, no time I just want my money right Mama told me that she's proud of me Told her, "Mummy, you can count on me" Models say they like the style on me I got a lot on my mind (Mind) Fuck with my slime and get slimed (Slimed) Baguettes,

Crawl out of my head and fall into my bed She’s a bad mamajama And she don’t make time and All the men wanna have her But they know she’s mine And she's down for whatever Can you read my mind and then just Baby I’m savin it all for you

Mama say she good Doing what I should (I already won) City on the map No time to kick back (I already) Stopped giving a damn about When they tell me how I won't make it out (I already won) I already won I got the keys to my hood I got the world on my

They think I'm a magician (voilà, voilà) They think I know magic (voilà, voilà) They think I go abracadabra, leave and come back, 'cause I'm different (Oh mama, voilà, voilà) I might pull up in a Bentley (voilà, voilà) Pull up in them Benz's (voilà,

Girl I don't wanna be the one you iggin' I need me a li'l baby who gon' listen Li'l Kodak they don't like to see you winnin' They wanna see you in the penitentiary My mama told me, "Boy make a decision" Right now I gotta keep a tunnel vision They sendin'