Listen to Mama Ain't Proud (feat. Guy Sebastian & 2 Chainz) [RNB Talk 28 Mix] by J-Boogie

Mama Ain't Proud (feat. Guy Sebastian & 2 Chainz) [RNB Talk 28 Mix]

J-Boogie

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Let them watch, keep staring Hating all the things we do Try to knock us off a cloud They got all eyes on us Wishin' they had what we got So sing like no one's around And dance like your mama ain't proud, proud Drop down do the hoaky-poaky She ain't even down for the oky-docky Notice we're the coldest team Is on the scene, I'm born to lean I don't even sleep long enough to have a dream Reality, unfortunate Girls hanging on me like ornaments And I play the game like a tournament I'm trying to win stopping in my? like teems Drop clutch, snapback, black leather, back pack White shirt down to my knees They can judge our shoes but not our moves We ain't got no one to please Let them watch, keep staring Hating all the things we do Try to knock us off a cloud They got all eyes on us Wishin' they had what we got So sing like no one's around And dance like your mama ain't proud, proud Make your knees touch your elbow Have me stick it two like vale crow Stick and straight up like scale crow Shoulda seen the pic she send to my cell phone Extraded, don't hate it Don't play it, motivated, been getting to it since I graduated Hate but chase her, pow it up looking for the whole man to taste her When she left I had a whole pillow full of make up High waist, crop top, red lips, top shot, flash tap holes at the knees They can judge our shoes but not our moves We ain't got no one to please Let them watch, keep staring Hating all the things we do Try to knock us off a cloud They got all eyes on us Wishin' they had what we got So sing like no one's around and dance Dance how you wanna (how you wanna) Love who you wanna (who you wanna) Dance how you wanna, how you wanna Love who you wanna, who you wanna Be who you wanna, who you wanna, You're how you wanna Dance like your mama ain't proud, Yeah, yeah Like your mama ain't proud, Like your mama ain't proud, Like your mama, your mama, your mama Let them watch, keep staring Hating all the things we do Try to knock us off a cloud They got all eyes on us Wishin' they had what we got So sing like no one's around And dance like your mama ain't proud
Writer(s): Guy Theodore Sebastian, Tauheed Epps, Brittany Marie Burton, Lewis Beresford Hughes, Nicholas Valentino Audino, Christoph Bauss, Fridolin Walcher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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