ESHAM - Mommy

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    "Mommy"
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    Mommy mommy, how ya doin? 
    Mommy mommy, how ya doin? (how ya doin) 
    
    Mommy how ya doin? Boo i hope you been fine 
    Been on my mind, been a long time, I'm still on the grind 
    Can't help but think about the way you did your thang when you did it 
    You curled your toes when I hit it 
    I'd be the first to admit it, its oh so good 
    I'm feelin you, uh uh I'm feelin you 
    So let me be your murderer, the only one thats killing you 
    O-L-D school, kicking game since pre-school 
    Down in Miami South Beach by the pool 
    Where the girls girls be driving 'em wild 
    I tell ya one more time ma, i'm feelin your style 
    Girl he can't be your Superman 
    But i can be your kryptonite 
    Cause you looking thick tonight 
    And i'm servin dick tonight 
    I stick it like I kick it like 
    And no I ain't go no look-alikes 
    And when i be chargin hoes I be like i drive a hard bargain 
    I beg your pardon, boo boo 
    Never sweat'er like a fubu 
    It's true true that i'm cookoo for the chocha when I'm with you 
    
    Mommy mommy, how ya doin? 
    Mommy mommy, how ya doin? (how ya doin) 
    
    Mommy don't mean to press the issue 
    But oh girl I miss you 
    Wanna kiss you, never diss you 
    Because what we got is so official 
    My pockets stay lumpy, cookies stay chunky 
    And I cant mess with honey if she can't pop that monkey 
    Kick me down money, aint shit funny 
    Cause I'm spinning on blades whether rainy or sunny 
    Momma, cookoo for the chocha, you know I never really can say goodbye, mama 
    
    Mommy mommy, how ya doin? 
    Mommy mommy, how ya doin? (how ya doin) 
    
    I dedicate this erotic poetry to the mommies who knowin me 
    Come blow dro with me, mommy, come flow with me 
    Go with me, roll with me, on extacy 
    Let me be me, you can be you and be free 
    We, meaning us, to just trust that this last 
    Never get back lost moments when time pass 
    Mommy cheers to you when I raise my glass 
    I hope its always like this when we cross paths. 
    
    Mommy mommy, how ya doin? 
    Mommy mommy, how ya doin? (how ya doin) 
    
    Mommy mommy, how ya doin? 
    Mommy mommy, how ya doin? (how ya doin)

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