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Thug Mama

Thug mama Thug mama Watching your man die, Thug mama Thug mama No explanation or reason why. Thug mama thug mama Raising a child from the streets, Thug mama Thug mama Living hard, living fast and it's hard to beat. Listening to the voices in your head The sounds of gun shots as people fall dead! Chasing men like you're chasing a dream, But what happen, he wasn't what he seems? Wearing those skirts so short girl Until you can see everything in the world. Spending money like crazy Eating out on someone else and sitting home being lazy. Don't you realize your time is not yours to keep? All you want to do is eat, screw and sleep. Hardly a day you're hungry Because you out fishing in some man's pocket and shaking him down like a tree! You are a female pimp equal to the man That's we men must take a stand And say, HELL NO to the thug mamas out there, And if u don't like it then u can go to HELL!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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