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Correct M.O.M.M.Y. Lyrics
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[Nas] A matter of fact I'm ready to spit it so whenever, yeah, yeah Gangsta, Cha Cha, Esco, the don, the Gucci princess, ya heard, what Y'all can bounce to this [Cha Cha] Cha Cha, I, I Imagine Tuskadero, a.k.a. as the wifee And I don't give a damn if these broads don't like me Cold as the freezer cause the baby stay iced Heard the neck broke, how these chickens wanna fight? Might be the reason they lost complete faith in your market department Scared to hear the release date Keep the beats laced, sell a mill in each state See the wife get the house and extra keys to the safe [Nas] You know this game that I'm in The pain that I'm in Esco, cars, jewelry Catz be out to kill me The last girl that I tried to make my wife Was kidnapped, the ransom was an outrageous price Still paid it, dangerous life Now I seek out a gangstress made for this life, for me to bang with I think you'll fit perfect You're young and you're pretty You're something that I can work with We'll be running the city, ya heard 1 - [Cha Cha] You gotta have money if ya dealing with me [Nas] But ya gotta be a live one to get it from me [Cha Cha] You ain't never met a broad that's expensive as me [Nas] And you ain't never met a thug that can pimp it like me [Cha Cha] Yo, you gotta have money if ya dealing with me [Nas] But ya gotta be a live one to get it from me [Cha Cha] You ain't never met a broad that's expensive as me [Nas] And you ain't never met a thug that can pimp it like me, get it [Cha Cha] See mommy, and niggas pop me and replace me like copies Crying for weeks, thinking what he'd do with out me Your cake holder, flying all through the states for ya The one who gets you out of the jams with the fake lawyer Came along way from the pants-pocket inspector The young beeper check, collect call acceptor See I was with you, when you was a two figga nigga Way before they knew you was that Escobar nigga You best remember, who kept ya warm during the winter And kept the judges paid through the whole trial in September Cause if ya every try and flip on me Know everything's in my name that requires a key So you'll be home missing car notes before you walk over me Sorry to see, and sorry that you started with me Cause when you beefed, I kissed you on your bruised lips Put you in your blue chips and your new whips Now you don't wanna lose this Repeat 1 [Nas] Who gave you bubble baths? Loving you, bundles of cash My tongue in you Hummers to crash, bought you another one, thugging you Chinchilla furs, Rolls Royce, silver spurs Who hit it till it hurts, put ya in fifty skirts? Before me you was getting jerked Transporting any nigga work, now your clothes matching fifty purse You was a thug mommy, wild in the club mommy But now I got to know you, it's nothing but love mommy I hold you down with the pump to the handgun Prince Handsome, Escobar, nobody compares In this cold world it's hard to find somebody who cares And you was there, when I though I was getting twenty-five years When them fake niggas left me, you stayed When them jakes tried to arrest me, I only got away cause you sprayed Top of the world, just us two, got you Nas and Cha Cha, amazing, worth respect, I trust you mama Repeat 1 (3x)
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