Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungstaCPT
YoungstaCPT
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Riyadh Roberts
Riyadh Roberts
Songwriter
Ganja Beatz
Ganja Beatz
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Single mothers raise soldiers
So strong, so gorgeous
Super woman you amazing
Look at what you do for us
Hustlin' (Yeah), Strugglin' (Yeah)
Sufferin' (Yeah), Anything (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
This song for the baby mommas
Everybody call me
Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin
This song for the baby mommas
Everybody call me
Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin
This song for the baby mommas
Now you gotta call me ma'se kind
[Verse 3]
Mommy, you're my hero
You said, "Don't feed into your ego"
You said, "Be humble"
And you my HANI, you my Biko, you my Kriel
She know I'll go toe to toe with a tank and a torpedo
Duidlike relationship was just me and my amigo
And this is for the brown brou, volding down the household
Paid my school fees and bought our clothes, how so?
You taught me independence, defendant when I got suspended
Gave me the worst hiding and bestest of birthday presents
You did it on a budget, and I know at times you suffered
Peanut butter for our supper
You became a good mother and an excellent guide
You raised one heck of a guy
You got the cape crusader in touch with his feminine side
For the women in society there isn't much variety
All our silly rivalries just brought you more anxiety
Mom, I hope you know you inspire me, entirely
Shukran for bringing out another side of me
And now I see that
[Verse 4]
Single mothers raise soldiers
So strong, so gorgeous
Super woman you amazing
Look at what you do for us
Hustlin' (Yeah), Strugglin' (Yeah)
Sufferin' (Yeah), Anything (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
This song for the baby mommas
Everybody call me
Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin
This song for the baby mommas
Everybody call me
Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin
This song for the baby mommas
Now you gotta call me ma'se kind
[Verse 6]
Mom you myCarnakl, you holding down the kraal
Back from when I was kaal untill I learned to speak my taal
She were standing by the black stove, the cornerstone, the backbone
Buying things at Makro, carrying the parcels back home
Give love to your parentals for unlocking your potential
And you just might just be accidental but they still tell you that you special
Always get sentimental
It's striking how I resemble my mother and father's stencil
Like they designed me with pencil
I tend to be disrespectful and offend you
But you still gentle
A mother's touch can calm you down and send you into a temple
And suddenly you in utter peace
Listen when your elders speak
You can find Heaven's gates located at your mother's feet
And she's my best friend like 50 Cent said
"Not one gangster out there can say that he wasn't breastfed"
Homie put that gun away, I know you a thug, okay
But give your mom some chocolate cake cause every day is Mother's Day
Like uh
[Verse 7]
Single mothers raise soldiers
So strong, so gorgeous
Super woman you amazing
Look at what you do for us
Hustlin' (Yeah), Strugglin' (Yeah)
Sufferin' (Yeah), Anything (Yeah)
[Verse 8]
This song for the baby mommas
Everybody call me
Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin
This song for the baby mommas
Everybody call me
Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin
This song for the baby mommas
Now you gotta call me ma'se kind
[Verse 9]
Single mothers raise soldiers
So strong, so gorgeous
Super woman you amazing
Look at what you do for us
Hustlin', strugglin'
Sufferin', anything
[Verse 10]
This song for the baby mommas
Everybody call me
Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin, Ma Se Kin
Written by: Ganja Beatz, Riyadh Roberts
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