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!
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