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God is watching Y'all need to stay out them clubs And trying to follow up on cruises And wearing all this fake long hair, nails, and eyelashes Look like they flying away somewhere Y'all stop that, you know Be your own person Find who you are, your own identity Find your own identity, okay Read your word sometime and pray, you know Because sometimes you're gonna need that You're gonna need it all the time, but you need prayer Y'all stop nagging these men Going in their phones, looking for trouble When you go in there and look and find stuff Then you're gonna be mad You're gonna tear up the car, bust the windows Throw bricks, and then you're gonna go to jail You're gonna go to jail I'm telling you, y'all gonna learn Keep your hands to yourself You men, y'all stop slapping these women Women, keep your hands to yourself Men, keep your hands to yourself Respect one another Try to find a common ground That you all can get an understanding Because in all thy ways, let's get an understanding Come in in the house and say Hey, honey, how you doing, baby You know, let's have a conversation Or something like that, you know what I mean It's real out here, Lord It's real I done got old now I had two husbands, they dead Both of them dead I don't know if I ever get another one But I tell you one thing, I was a wife I was a mother I did what I had to do I was a mother I did my duties, my chores I took care of my home, my kids I knew how to do all that I didn't have to worry about my husband coming home With no food Examine your own life, your own self See where you at in your life See where you at in your life Well, I just kind of wanted to let everybody know You know, the young people out there We love you, we praying for y'all Because there's so much going on in the streets Y'all quit walking away, leaving your drinks on the bar These guys and some of these crazy Weird old people out here You don't know what they might do to you You know, go in the house Y'all don't need to be in the house in the streets all the time At night, 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning Going where Go home Time to go home But this is Auntie Jenny that loves the world Loves you guys, loves all the young people Want the best for you And hope all your dreams and your goals Come together and come true
Writer(s): Jenny Patton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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