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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LunchMoney Lewis
LunchMoney Lewis
Vocals
Ricky Reed
Ricky Reed
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gamal Lewis
Gamal Lewis
Songwriter
Eric Burton Frederic
Eric Burton Frederic
Songwriter
Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Songwriter
Peter Svensson
Peter Svensson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ricky Reed
Ricky Reed
Producer
Drew Kapner
Drew Kapner
Recording Engineer
Kyle Mann
Kyle Mann
Recording Engineer
Michael Peterson
Michael Peterson
Assistant Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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 say that's my baby, 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-oh, couple times when I was bad Oh-oh, she hold off and whooped my ass Oh-oh, but I'm still her biggest fan Oh-oh, 'cause she made me who I am This song is dedicated to my mama Taught me how to put on my pajamas Always let me have a couple dollars And told me that my dreams I better follow I love my mama, I love my mama Ooh-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 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 can call me mama's boy all you want You could call me mama's boy all you want Oh-oh, a couple times when I was bad Oh-oh, she haul off and whoop my ass Oh-oh, but I'm still her biggest fan Oh-oh, 'cause she made me who I am This song is dedicated to my mama Taught me how to put on my pajamas Always let me have a couple dollars Told me that my dreams I better follow I love my mama, I love my mama Ooh-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 Ha! This song is dedicated to my mama, to my mama Taught me how to put on my pajamas (she did) Always let me have a couple dollars (oh yeah) 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 (pajama) Always let me have a couple dollars Told me that my dreams I better follow I love my mama, I love my mama Ooh-ooh, I love my mama, I love my mama I love my mama, mama
Writer(s): Eric Frederic, Peter Svensson, Jacob Hindlin, Gamal Lewis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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