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Cjersey - For My Mama Lyrics



Cjersey - For My Mama Lyrics




All i ever wanted was a big house for my mama
Now she get what she want we dont look at no commas
Now i got all this wealth make you mad i can tell
Hit ya girl once no my picture on her shelf

Chillin witchya boo
Smokin on some goo
My songs be breakin records you still on that local news
Now i got so much money i can no longer lose
Balmain on my jeans Balenciaga on my shoes
Same state as fetty yeah Jersey from the new
And im reppin my city yeah oh 1 from the 2
Had ya girl in my pool she was countin up the do
We went up to my room did some swimmin of my own
I was baggin ya boo and she got a call from you
She said baby i cant talk bu i like winners and you lose
She really want me
She dont want you
She got on top of me
She got back to her dos
You guessed ya girl to innocent she never gonna cheat
But she laughing drankin Hennessy and all up on me
She rollin up my weed
I like things that end with "E"
It goes Gucci, Supreme, Louis V, and Burberry
Givenchy, my off White Jeans, Saint Laurent From Yvee yeah
Alexander Mcqueen huh
Now i just do it aint really nothing to it
Better watch ya main hoe she on my to do list
Different from the rest never been bout the average
Grindin in my studio im only droppin classics
Took ya bicth real fast coulda swore that shit was magic
Told the plug please deliver the baggage
My life blasting
Your life tragic
Them money conversations you be deaf to that shit
If it aint bout money tell me why you askin
If it aint bout money then I dont care bout that shit

Now i got mercedes and a big house for my mama
Now she rockin Louis v
She be f*cking up the commas
Now i got all this wealth make you mad I can tell
Hit ya girl once now my picture on her shelf

My life blasting
Your life tragic
Them money conversations you be deaf to that shit
If it aint bout money tell me why you askin
If it aint bout money then I dont care bout that shit

Now i got mercedes and a big house for my mama
Now she rockin Louis v
She be f*cking up the commas
Now i got all this wealth make you mad I can tell
Hit ya girl once now my picture on her shelf
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All i ever wanted was a big house for my mama
Now she get what she want we dont look at no commas
Now i got all this wealth make you mad i can tell
Hit ya girl once no my picture on her shelf

Chillin witchya boo
Smokin on some goo
My songs be breakin records you still on that local news
Now i got so much money i can no longer lose
Balmain on my jeans Balenciaga on my shoes
Same state as fetty yeah Jersey from the new
And im reppin my city yeah oh 1 from the 2
Had ya girl in my pool she was countin up the do
We went up to my room did some swimmin of my own
I was baggin ya boo and she got a call from you
She said baby i cant talk bu i like winners and you lose
She really want me
She dont want you
She got on top of me
She got back to her dos
You guessed ya girl to innocent she never gonna cheat
But she laughing drankin Hennessy and all up on me
She rollin up my weed
I like things that end with "E"
It goes Gucci, Supreme, Louis V, and Burberry
Givenchy, my off White Jeans, Saint Laurent From Yvee yeah
Alexander Mcqueen huh
Now i just do it aint really nothing to it
Better watch ya main hoe she on my to do list
Different from the rest never been bout the average
Grindin in my studio im only droppin classics
Took ya bicth real fast coulda swore that shit was magic
Told the plug please deliver the baggage
My life blasting
Your life tragic
Them money conversations you be deaf to that shit
If it aint bout money tell me why you askin
If it aint bout money then I dont care bout that shit

Now i got mercedes and a big house for my mama
Now she rockin Louis v
She be f*cking up the commas
Now i got all this wealth make you mad I can tell
Hit ya girl once now my picture on her shelf

My life blasting
Your life tragic
Them money conversations you be deaf to that shit
If it aint bout money tell me why you askin
If it aint bout money then I dont care bout that shit

Now i got mercedes and a big house for my mama
Now she rockin Louis v
She be f*cking up the commas
Now i got all this wealth make you mad I can tell
Hit ya girl once now my picture on her shelf
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Writer: Caesar Limatola
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Performed By: Cjersey
Length: 2:56
Written by: Caesar Limatola

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