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[Intro: Buddha Monk]
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I was only nine years old, when daddy left me
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Poppa was always up to no good
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This one here is dedicated to a very special lady in my life
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She's my M-O-M-M-Y, she's a very special woman
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and dear mom, I dedicate this song to you
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[Chorus x2: Unknown sampled singer]
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This goes out to a special lady
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The one that brought me life
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The one that taught me right
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She always held me tight
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[Buddha Monk]
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Hey moms, I dedicate this song to you
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You're my M-O-M-M-Y, my special brew
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I'ma bless you with diamonds and pearls, and rubies too
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Well this is just something for the things you do
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Momma soon, I'll take you on a real long cruise
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Sit back with some class, champagne just for two
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You're overdue, so here's some things meant for you
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Benzes and minks, friends that you never knew
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Private jets, year round trips to Tibet
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Ah, you and Janet sand, singin that bangin-ass duet
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Finished yet? Malik will pour you Moet
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with hand to hand service as the sun sets
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You never guessed, the life could ever be this best
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Sit back, just relax, you ain't seen nothin yet
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You're my girl, my mom and my first love too
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That's why I dedicate this song right here to you
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C'mon
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[Chorus x2]
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[Buddha Monk]
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Hey moms, they should've made a statue for you
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Best moms in the World, yea, baby that's you
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You tried to prove, the good times went down the line
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Didn't believe, now I'm infested with drug crime
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In these hard times and I'm still out to get mines
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A motivated soldier on the hands of time
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Cops draw the line, now I'm facin seven to nine
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And you're still tellin me it's gonna be alright
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That's why I love you, no matter all the things I did
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Yo, you still turn around and call me one of your kids
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When poppa slide, how was you to deal with all of us kids?
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Yea, a family of four with the governor's laws
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No more, now it's time to take a World tour
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Breath the fresh air, we smell the sea shore
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I adore, and I want to give you applause
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Dedicating this song to you once more
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Cuz...
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[Chorus x2]
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[Outro: Buddha Monk]
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Aiyyo, moms
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Let me tell you one thing
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I can't express the way that I feel
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All the things that you've done for me
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I was one of those bad-ass kids gettin up
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every mornin, doin all the thug things
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You know, I didn't get many whoopins
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when I did get a whoopin, it hurt
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but I still had to do what I had to do momma
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cuz times was hard
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and there was no father there for us
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but I knoiw you loved me
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and I know you'd forgive me for all things I did
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but if you didn't, I hope this song finds you at your best 'partment
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You're with me in my heart, I love you and you're my favorite girl
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I get one, I only get one, I only get one
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(You're my momma, yea) My momma
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I love you, mother (yea, sweet old momma, yea)
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Feel the road to the riches
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and riches to the road
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cuz I'm gonna leave and go somewhere you've never been before
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You're my woman, and I'll always see you
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(Don't you want me in this World?)
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I always love you to death, momma
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We out, baby, c'mon
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(I'll always love my momma)
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She's my only one!
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(She's my favorite)
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(And you only get one, you only get one)
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Yea (one good girl)
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I love you, hahaha
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That's right momma (Ohhh.. ohhh.. ohhh)
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Dedicated
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Buddha Monk |