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[CLEAN] Morray - Momma's Love
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INTERPRÉTATION
Morray
Morray
Rap
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Morae Ruffin
Morae Ruffin
Composition
Ty-Ron Douglas
Ty-Ron Douglas
Composition
Seth Jones
Seth Jones
Composition
Bryce Thomas
Bryce Thomas
Composition
Courtlin Jabrae Edwards
Courtlin Jabrae Edwards
Composition
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Composition
Jamal Jones
Jamal Jones
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Buddah Bless
Buddah Bless
Production
Seth The Chef
Seth The Chef
Production
3nigma
3nigma
Production complémentaire
Darryle "Rell" Gayle
Darryle "Rell" Gayle
Ingénierie de prise de son
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Ingénierie de mastérisation
D. Gayle
D. Gayle
Ingénierie de prise de son

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Bounce it up D-d-d-dirty Bounce it up (Budda Bless this beat) Mama boy, country nigga Love you with my whole soul Real man, stand up Show me where that road goes Good food Sunday, touch ya soul Damn good foot in Can taste ya toe My pop wasn't around, my momma gave me examples Never had a man to show me things She gave me some samples (yeah) (Take this, try that, you gon' go through fuck ups) Fight back, don't stay down, you better get the fuck up Have pride, no fear, just know I love ya Have pride, no fear, just know I love ya You know we eatin' good now No more rolling, no swishers, it's only gas that I twist up I'm rolling woods now I survived in these streets Went back out in these streets I wish a motherfucker would now Finally made it out the hood now Hey Ma, it's your baby You prayed it, I made it Hey Ma, it's your baby You prayed it, I made it Hey Ma, it's your baby You prayed it, I made it Hey Ma, it's your baby You prayed, and I made it I can't give you everything but promise I'ma try I can't pay you back because I know I owe my life Know you are my queen, my world, my everything, my life Be your sworn protector even when you're wrong, you're right (Even when you're wrong, you're right) Should've took your advice Hard head make a soft ass Now the bag turn the AP all glass Church clapping like the Noya Doing what you taught us Mama made a soldier You know we eatin' good now No more rolling, no swishers, it's only gas that I twist up I'm rolling woods now I survived in these streets Went back out in these streets I wish a motherfucker would now Finally made it out the hood now Hey Ma, it's your baby You prayed it, I made it Hey Ma, it's your baby You prayed it, I made it Hey Ma, it's your baby You prayed it, I made it Hey Ma, it's your baby You prayed and I made it (uh, yeah, uh) (Bounce it up) Even when you're wrong (Bounce it up) E-e-even when you're wrong, you're right Hard head make a soft ass Now the bag turn the AP all glass (Bounce it up, even when you're wrong)
Writer(s): Jamal F. Jones, Seth Jones, Tyron Buddah Sr Douglas, Morae Ruffin, Bryce Thomas, Courtlin J. Edwards, Cornell Haynes Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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