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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kanye West
Kanye West
Lead Vocals
John Legend
John Legend
Vocals
Donal Leace
Donal Leace
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kanye West
Kanye West
Songwriter
Donal Leace
Donal Leace
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kanye West
Kanye West
Producer
Jon Brion
Jon Brion
Producer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Recording Engineer
Tom Biller
Tom Biller
Recording Engineer
Richard Reitz
Richard Reitz
Assistant Engineer
Matt Green
Matt Green
Assistant Engineer
Taylor Dow
Taylor Dow
Assistant Engineer
Andrew Dawson
Andrew Dawson
Recording Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Hey, Mama, ah, ow) I wanna scream so loud for you 'Cause I'm so proud of you Let me tell you what I'm about to do (hey, Mama) I know I act a fool, but I promise you I'm goin' back to school I appreciate what you allowed for me, and uh I just want you to be proud of me (hey, Mama) I wanna tell the whole world about a friend of mine This little light of mine, I'm finna let it shine I'm finna take y'all back to them better times I'm finna talk about my mama if y'all don't mind I was three years old when you and I moved to the Chi' Late December, harsh winter gave me a cold You fixed me up something that was good for my soul Famous homemade chicken soup, can I have another bowl? You work late nights just to keep on the lights Mommy got me training wheels so I could keep on my bike And you would give me anything in this world Michael Jackson leather and a glove, but didn't give me a curl And you never put no man over me And I love you for that mommy, can't you see? Seven years old, caught you with tears in your eyes 'Cause a n- cheating, telling you lies, then I started to cry As we knelt on the kitchen floor I said, "Mommy I'ma love you 'til you don't hurt no more And when I'm older, you ain't gotta work no more And I'ma get you that mansion that we couldn't afford" See you're, unbreakable, unmistakable Highly capable, lady that's making loot A living legend too, just look at what heaven do Send us an angel, and I thank you (Hey, Mama, ah, ow) I wanna scream so loud for you 'Cause I'm so proud of you Let me tell you what I'm about to do (hey, Mama) I know I act a fool, but I promise you I'm goin' back to school I appreciate what you allowed for me I just want you to be proud of me (hey, Mama) Forrest Gump mama said, "Life is like a box of chocolates" My mama told me go to school, get your doctorate Something to fall back on, you could profit with But still supported me when I did the opposite Now I feel like it's things I gotta get Things I gotta do, just to prove to you You was getting through, can the choir, please Give me a verse of "You Are So Beautiful To Me" Can't you see? You're like a book of poetry Maya Angelou, Nikki Giovanni Turn one page and there's my mommy Come on mommy just dance with me Let the whole world see your dancing feet Now when I say, "Hey", y'all say, "Mama" Now everybody answer me (Hey, Mama, ah, ow) I wanna scream so loud for you 'Cause I'm so proud of you, and, uh Let me tell you what I'm about to do (hey, Mama) I know I act a fool, but I promise you I'm goin' back to school I appreciate what you allowed for me I just want you to be proud of me (hey, Mama) I guess it all depends though if my ends low Second, they get up you gon' get that Benzo Tint the windows Ride around the city and let ya friends know (hey, Mama) Tell your job you gotta fake 'em out Since you brought me in this world, let me take you out To a restaurant, upper echelon I'ma get you a Jag, whatever else you want Just tell me what kind of S-Type Donda West like? Tell me the perfect color so I make it just right It don't gotta be Mother's Day, or your birthday For me to just call and say (Hey, Mama, ah, ow) I wanna scream so loud for you 'Cause I'm so proud of you, and, uh Let me tell you what I'm about to do (hey, Mama) You know I love you so I never let you go Wrote this song just so you know No matter where you go my love is true (hey, Mama) (Hey Mama) (Hey Mama) (Hey Mama) (Hey Mama) Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama Mama-mama-mama-mama-mama
Writer(s): Alan Lomax, Sean Maxwell Douglas, Ester Dean, David Guetta, Giorgio H. Tuinfort, Bebe Rexha, Onika Tanya Maraj, Nick L. Van De Wall, John A. Lomax Sr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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