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Текст (слова) песни: Brand Nubian - Momma

[Grand Puba]
Yeah
I`d like to send this one to my favorite girl, uhh
Momma momma momma
Ohh momma momma momma, yeahh

[Lord Jamar]
Yo she was young and so tender
Had a baby born Knowledge God day of September
It was her first child, baby boy little bundle of joy
She married Larry, for 9 months she had to carry
me and she did it gladly, but sadly
things didn`t all work out, so she merked out
Pregnant again with my brother Wise
My grandmother let her in, she had tears in her eyes
Now she`s back at the crib, with 2 kids
She gotta get a job, she put all her faith in God
Naive to the world; believed all the stories
she received as a girl, she had one more seed
Another boy, reality, now that makes 3
All from a man that she hardly ever gets to see
She did the best with the things she was blessed
And I know I cause drama and stress
to my momma, so I wanna just say yo..

[Chorus: Puba] + (Brand Nubian)
I always loved my momma (she`s my favorite girl)
And I always loved my momma (she brought me in this world)
See I always loved my momma (she taught me right from wrong)
Cause I always loved my momma (you only get one, you only get one, yeah)

[Sadat X]
Past feudin, mask for age, still lookin elegant
Front page, Ebony Jet
Pam Grier threat in seventy-four
What these bitches is wearin now, she wore before
On tour she said you just stay pure I say sure
Watched my sister`s son and my little one make me fool
When the po-lice came she said that she hardly see me
I`m in the living room drinkin beer and watchin TV
She say that she love me but sometimes I don`t think
She wish I wouldn`t smoke as much and throw up when I drink
I think, that it wasn`t no day finer
that when my pops snatched my mother up from North Carolina
And my uncle snatched her sister and brought her, right behind her
She like china, you won`t find a heart finer
The designer, I`ll shoot for my moms, yes I will
Shoot you in the side and let you live a spill, hehe

[Chorus]

[Grand Puba]
Uh - at childhood I never really understood
all your heartache and pain and how difficult it was for you to maintain
To make sho` yo` seeds eat
Even if we had to foodstamp it every week
Always did your best to try to keep us out the street
If niggaz didn`t listen boy that ass got beat
`Member that time you said, "Have yo` ass upstairs by 9"
But I was grown and had some other shit in mind
Word is bond, 10 o`clock she came downstairs
with rollers in her hair and a nightgown on
But I was gone, ran through the back, cut through the laundrymat
Got upstairs and still caught it with the Hot Wheel track
But that was cool with me; cause at least
it wasn`t in front of the buildin for the whole prjects to see
I remember as a kid, sometimes I used to think
you used to beat me for some shit that my daddy did
I realize, now I`m older and wise
When you used to put it on me still had love in your eyes
I remember what you used to say
You might not like it now, but you`ll thank me someday

[Chorus]

[Puba - over Chorus]
Thanks mom, I love you
For teachin me left from right
For showin me the proper way

[Puba]
Uhh, yeah
Momma momma momma - aight
Ohh momma momma momma, yeah
Uhh, to all the beautiful mothers, in the world today
Who strive to do they best, I know it`s hard sometimes
But we wanna let y`all know we recognize
And we love what you do, keep doin what you doin
One love, Brand Nubian
Peace

 

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