Warned you about No doubt I'm the one your mama I'm known for taking ladies home And turning them out. Like kissing all the girlies and Making them cry. I'm a wise guy with wits The opposite of shy

Mama always told me, papa always warned me Don’t hang around with boys like you Teacher always told me never to be naughty Don’t mess around with boys like you They talk a lot Your friends say he’s troublesome “Don’t do it, you’ll get hurt” But, they

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

Let's get crazy, let's get crazy tonight (Oooh, whatcha gonna do?) Let's get crazy, let's get crazy tonight (oooooh yeah) Hey little mama, gimme the keys tonight Hey little honey, comin' out for you tonight Let's jump in your wheels, see how it feels

(Ou mata e matagi) I have crossed the horizon to find you (Ou loto mamaina toa) I know your name (Manatu atu) They have stolen the heart from inside you (Taku pelepele) But this does not define you (Manatunatu) This is not who you are

Mama's just a little girl Mama don't know why Time ain't on her side 'Cause mama's just a little girl (mama is just a little girl) Living if she is or not, oh Young mothers (that's right) I feel ya (hey) I know how it is Don't nobody understand

My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh Unless you is my mama, yeah When I'm fucking, call me Papa, yeah I'm high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah I never say, "I love you" to these women, no They saying I'm a problem yeah No Nelly, no Nelly, it's getting hot

I'm dedicated, the definition of dedication Wrote this whole record while I was levitating Sittin' in my room with the pen and paper, I'm innovative They've been afraid of me since I was a second grader I'm the kid on the playground mama told you to

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

My my baby blue Yeah you're so jaded Hey j-j-jaded Hey j-j-jaded, you got your mama's style But you're yesterday's child to me You think that's where it's at But is that where it's supposed to be You're gettin' it all over me, ex-rated