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 [Chorus]
  Mama), I wanna scream so loud for you, cuz I'm so proud of you
 Let  tell you what I'm about to do, (Hey Mama)
 I know I act a fool but, I promise you I'm goin back to 
 I  what you allowed for me
 I just want  to be proud of me (Hey Mama)
 
 [Verse 1]
 I wanna tell the  world about a friend of mine
 This little light of mine and  finna let it shine
 I'm finna take yall back  them better times
 I'm finna talk about my mama if  don't mind
 I was three years old, when you and I moved to the 
 Late  harsh winter gave me a cold
 You fixed me up  that was good for my soul
 Famous homemade  soup, can I have another bowl?
 You work late nights just to keep on the 
 Mommy got me training wheels so I could keep on my 
 And you  give anything in this world
 Michael Jackson leather and a  but didn't give me a curl
 And you never put no man  me
 And I love  for that mommy cant you see?
 Seven years old, caught you with tears in your 
 Cuz a nigga cheatin, telling  lies, then I started to cry
 As we knelt on  kitchen floor
 I said mommy Imma  you till you don't hurt no more
 And  I'm older, you aint gotta work no more
 And Imma get you that mansion that we  afford
 See you're,  unmistakable
 Highly capable,  that's makin loot
 A livin legend too, just look at what  do
  us an angel, and I thank you (Hey Mama)
 
 [Chorus]
 
 [Verse 2]
 Forrest Gump mama said, life is like  box of chocolates
 My mama told  go to school, get your doctorate
 Somethin  fall back on, you could profit with
 But still supported me when I did  opposite
 Now  feel like it's things I gotta get
 Things I gotta do, just to prove to 
 You was getting through, can the  please
 Give me a verse  "You, Are So Beautiful To Me"
 Can't you  you're like a book of poetry
 Maya Angelou,  Giovanni, turn one page and there's my mommy
 Come on mommy just dance  me, let the whole world see your dancing feet
 Now when I say Hey, yall say Mama, now everybody answer me  Mama)
 
 [Chorus]
 
 [Bridge]
 I guess it also depends tho, if  ends low
 Second they get up you gon get that 
 Tint the windows, ride around  city and let ya friends know (Hey Mama)
 
 [Verse 3]
 Tell your  you gotta fake 'em out
  you brought me in this world, let me take you out
 To a restaurant, upper 
 Imma  you a jag, whatever else you want
 Just  me what kind of S-Type Donda West like?
 Tell me the perfect color so I make it  right
 It don't gotta be Mother's Day,  your birthday
 For me to just call and say  Mama)
 
 [Chorus (with variations)]