for the week She didn't have to give but she did It's just the kind of woman she is My mom is my super hero My mom is my world Love is an action that
but she did it's just the kind of woman she is Love, she is love my dear mom... Chorus my mom is my super hero my mom is my world...] Love is
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me? A bad boy is what I need in my life Less confusion, party with Puff last conclusion Grab shorty there wit the hair, ass is huge And lips is juicy, way she
you too Fuckin' bitch, kids cover them ears It appears that your mama want drama We need a comma or some space between words For better or for worse, this is
get in between your legs join roaches and ashes all in your bed you calling her babe, she calling me instead cause I put that game all in her hair she
smile, he is rolling back Come wash the nighttime clean Come grow the scorched ground green Blow the horn, and tap the tambourine Close the gap of the dark years in between
forgotten Your bootie smells rotten and one day you will be gotten And see jokers is scatter-brained, their focus is unrestrained My army is trained,
gone want to stay Weed makes me hungry, happy and all I can say Sure I need some more Don't make me wait, stay awake, fake sleep Got the weed between
you of the future, about what freedom is. Uhh, the way I see it, freedom is-- is the right to grow, is the right to blossom. Freedom is -is the right
is beautiful and it makes me happy. 'Cause your smile is beautiful and it makes me happy. Well, this little girl grew up and moved away. And she lived
ticket Get the shadow off of me So what is your problem You been moping around You need to find a mountaintop And get out of this town She says sometimes
with paper My crib is plush plush I'm talking elevator So don't touch touch don't feed the alligator You fly right my fly is greater Multiply the money add the bitches subtract the haters She
you which end to burn, how to spot that trick All you need is the will to learn .. and some good trees to burn Relax, you'll be straight like a perm,
And it's the Bad Boy family tree Like I said we gonna do this shit, nonstop And my sole purpose is makin' you dance Ladies scream "Blackie, Blackie gimme one more chance" Now she
' narrow is how niggas should live, live Good night, good night Knock 'em out the box Black I just woke up in pain, my ribs broke up Wifey on the side like Justin, she
na) From New York to Cali', whylin' (wild) I got the bitch in the alley howlin' (beitch) And she don't wanna go nowhere She got love for a player she
my son Ted. Is the poor boy livin' or is he dead?" Now up comes Ted without any legs And in their place there were two wooden pegs She kissed him a dozen
