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Testo Mama I Made It
Testo Mama I Made It
Yeah (Yeah), yeah
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah (Yeah), uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah (Ayy)
Mama told me to be a doctor (Ayy)
I ain't never have enough patience
Mama told me to be a scholar (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Got no class and I'm dangerous
Mama told me to be a lawyer (Lawyer, yee, yee, wow)
Raisin' every bar that they came with (Yeah)
Mama told me to be a ploy, but
I put in the work just to say this:
Mama, I made it! (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, uh, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)
Mama, I made it, uh! (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
(Yeah, ayy, yeah) Yeah!
(Yee) Ayy, did it like I told ya
We not from Magnolia, but you really made a soldier (Yee)
Ayy, made somebody for ya'
And I wish a nigga would like yo' drink gon' need a coaster (Ayy, ayy, hey!)
Hey, like a locomotive
You would track me on the daily just to get me where I'm goin' (Yeah)
Lately, would've drived us crazy, so I had to get my toe in- (Yeah)
-to the dough, and now I'm rollin' in the dough (Hey, hey, hey!)
Patio, can you not see that? I be that (Yeah) nigga that's stickin' around (Yeah)
Like feedback, so relax (Uh), picture me givin' the crown
To these wack emcees that (Damn) whimper when I'm around
Because he snapped, and react, I snicker and clown about 'em
He's sicker? I highly doubt 'em, a killer, a body found
In the river, I'd pro'bly drown 'em, an infinite body count, and
I'm ignorant, I be shoutin', my image is highly rotten
The quickest that I be wildin', I'm finna make mommy proud because—
Mama told me to be a doctor (Doctor, ayy, nyoom!)
I ain't never have enough patience
Mama told me to be a scholar (Scholar, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Got no class and I'm dangerous
Mama told me to be a lawyer (Lawyer, yee, yee, wow)
Raisin' every bar that they came with (Yeah)
Mama told me to be a ploy, but
I put in the work just to say this:
Mama, I made it! (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, uh, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)
Mama, I made it, uh! (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
(Yeah, ayy, yeah)
Yeah, look
My mama said I would make it, said "Lex, just have faith"
So I had faith and [?] wake up mad great ([?])
I don't shoot for nothin' 'cause I ain't gettin' no bad case (Nah)
My shooter keep that thing tucked like the oven in Drag Race (Ha!)
Huh, huh, um, no hidin' under my list (Nah)
Poppin' with my shit, no [?] by where you live (Uh-huh)
These rappers my seeds, they act hyper, they gettin' hit (Yeah)
But I ain't Kat Williams, I am not fightin' none of you kids (Woo)
My mic'll save crowds (What?), [?] clowns (Ooh)
We homer bound, me and my Michael J. hounds
I had the block spinnin' like- (Brrr, beep!)
Huh, it's a microwave now (Ooh)
And I got mad figures, uh-huh (What?)
And I made this money from my decisions, uh-huh (What?)
So when all these haters wanna be beggin', and waitin' to top this vacancy
Ungratefully, that's where I will be sittin' because my—
Mama told me to be a doctor (Doctor, ayy, nyoom!)
I ain't never have enough patience
Mama told me to be a scholar (Scholar, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Got no class and I'm dangerous
Mama told me to be a lawyer (Lawyer, yee, yee, wow)
Raisin' every bar that they came with (Yeah)
Mama told me to be a ploy, but
I put in the work just to say this:
Mama, I made it! (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, uh, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)
Mama, I made it, uh! (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
(Yeah, ayy, yeah) Yeah!
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah (Yeah), uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah (Ayy)
Mama told me to be a doctor (Ayy)
I ain't never have enough patience
Mama told me to be a scholar (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Got no class and I'm dangerous
Mama told me to be a lawyer (Lawyer, yee, yee, wow)
Raisin' every bar that they came with (Yeah)
Mama told me to be a ploy, but
I put in the work just to say this:
Mama, I made it! (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, uh, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)
Mama, I made it, uh! (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
(Yeah, ayy, yeah) Yeah!
(Yee) Ayy, did it like I told ya
We not from Magnolia, but you really made a soldier (Yee)
Ayy, made somebody for ya'
And I wish a nigga would like yo' drink gon' need a coaster (Ayy, ayy, hey!)
Hey, like a locomotive
You would track me on the daily just to get me where I'm goin' (Yeah)
Lately, would've drived us crazy, so I had to get my toe in- (Yeah)
-to the dough, and now I'm rollin' in the dough (Hey, hey, hey!)
Patio, can you not see that? I be that (Yeah) nigga that's stickin' around (Yeah)
Like feedback, so relax (Uh), picture me givin' the crown
To these wack emcees that (Damn) whimper when I'm around
Because he snapped, and react, I snicker and clown about 'em
He's sicker? I highly doubt 'em, a killer, a body found
In the river, I'd pro'bly drown 'em, an infinite body count, and
I'm ignorant, I be shoutin', my image is highly rotten
The quickest that I be wildin', I'm finna make mommy proud because—
Mama told me to be a doctor (Doctor, ayy, nyoom!)
I ain't never have enough patience
Mama told me to be a scholar (Scholar, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Got no class and I'm dangerous
Mama told me to be a lawyer (Lawyer, yee, yee, wow)
Raisin' every bar that they came with (Yeah)
Mama told me to be a ploy, but
I put in the work just to say this:
Mama, I made it! (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, uh, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)
Mama, I made it, uh! (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
(Yeah, ayy, yeah)
Yeah, look
My mama said I would make it, said "Lex, just have faith"
So I had faith and [?] wake up mad great ([?])
I don't shoot for nothin' 'cause I ain't gettin' no bad case (Nah)
My shooter keep that thing tucked like the oven in Drag Race (Ha!)
Huh, huh, um, no hidin' under my list (Nah)
Poppin' with my shit, no [?] by where you live (Uh-huh)
These rappers my seeds, they act hyper, they gettin' hit (Yeah)
But I ain't Kat Williams, I am not fightin' none of you kids (Woo)
My mic'll save crowds (What?), [?] clowns (Ooh)
We homer bound, me and my Michael J. hounds
I had the block spinnin' like- (Brrr, beep!)
Huh, it's a microwave now (Ooh)
And I got mad figures, uh-huh (What?)
And I made this money from my decisions, uh-huh (What?)
So when all these haters wanna be beggin', and waitin' to top this vacancy
Ungratefully, that's where I will be sittin' because my—
Mama told me to be a doctor (Doctor, ayy, nyoom!)
I ain't never have enough patience
Mama told me to be a scholar (Scholar, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Got no class and I'm dangerous
Mama told me to be a lawyer (Lawyer, yee, yee, wow)
Raisin' every bar that they came with (Yeah)
Mama told me to be a ploy, but
I put in the work just to say this:
Mama, I made it! (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, uh, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)
Mama, I made it, uh! (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
(Yeah, ayy, yeah) Yeah!
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