Mama
It'll all be worth it for you, Mama.
Living my dreams and working for you, Mama; you shouldn't have to work, I got a lot to do, Mama.
You're a Queen,
I want to put you in Buckingham's Palace; I want you and Pops to do it big like Dallas; take you places you've never been, feed you the healthiest of salads; ride on horses and carriages; as we sit and talk about me having kids and marriage; but mom I'm living too lavish and too much of a malice;
That's another story, but this is your story, Mama; you're always clutch like Robert Horry, Mama; I love you mama.
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