Mama
Lyrics Lunchmoney Lewis

Written by: Gamal Lewis, Eric Frederic, Jacob Kasher Hindlin, Peter Svensson

Produced by: Ricky Reed

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When I was hungry, she cooked me something yummy
And when I was sick, she would take care of me
Fix me up chicken soup, let me stay home from school
But if I did I couldn't leave the room cause that was the rule
I could run in a race and come dead last
She'd say that's my baby, and stand up and clap
She taught me respect and I'm thankful for that
And if I ever fell in love, make sure that girl love me back

Oh, a couple times when I was bad
Oh, she hauled off and whooped my ass
Oh, but I'm still her biggest fan
Oh, 'cause she made me who I am

This song is dedicated to my mama
Who taught me how to put on my pajamas
Always let me have a couple dollars
But told me that my dreams I better follow
I love my mama, I love my mama
Ooh, I love my mama, I love my mama
I love my mama, mama

I'ma hold her hand, I'ma kiss her cheek
'Cause that's my mama, I don't care who sees
I can't lie to her face, I can't lie on the phone
She can hear it in my voice, oh yeah she knows something's wrong
She keep the family together, make sure we get along
You'd swear she a bodybuilder, man that lady so strong
And I'm still her baby, even though I'm grown
You could call me mama's boy all you want!
You could call me mama's boy all you want!

Oh, a couple times when I was bad
Oh, she hauled off and whooped my ass
Oh, but I'm still her biggest fan
Oh, 'cause she made me who I am

This song is dedicated to my mama
Who taught me how to put on my pajamas
Always let me have a couple dollars
But told me that my dreams I better follow
I love my mama, I love my mama
Ooh, I love my mama, I love my mama
I love my mama, mama

This is for all the mamas
Grand-mamas, great grand-mamas
Step-mamas, single mamas, yeah
All the mamas working more than one job
Working real, real hard
Mamas all over the world, you know

This song is dedicated to my mama
Who taught me how to put on my pajamas (she did)
Always let me have a couple dollars (oh yea, oh yea)
But told me that my dreams I better follow (hey)
This song is dedicated to my mama
She taught me how to put on my pajamas
Always let me have a couple dollars
But told me that my dreams I better follow
I love my mama, I love my mama
Ooh, I love my mama, I love my mama
I love my mama, mama

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