Tonalité : B minor
Verse 1
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When I was hungry, she cooked me something yummy|And when I was sick, she would take care of me|Fix me up chicken soup, let me stay home from school|But if I did I couldn't leave the room|'Cause that was the rule|I could run in a race and come dead last|She say: 'that's my baby' and stand up and clap|She taught me respect and I'm thankful for that|And if I ever fell in love make sure that girl love me back||Oho, a couple times when I was bad|Oho, she hauled off and whooped my ass|Oho, but I'm still her biggest fan|Oho, 'cause she made me who I am||This song is dedicated to my mama|Who taught me how to put on my pajamas|Always let me have a couple dollars|But told me that my dreams I better follow|I love my mama, I love my mama|Oooooo, I love my mama, I love my mama|I love my mama, mama||I'ma hold her hand, I'ma kiss her cheek|'Cause that's my mama, I don't care who sees|I can't lie to her face, I can't lie on the phone|She can hear it in my voice, oh yeah, she knows something's wrong|She keep the family together,
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make sure we get along|You swear she a bodybuilder, man that lady so strong|And I'm still her baby, even though I'm grown|You can call me mama's boy all you want!|You could call me mama's boy all you want!||Oho, a couple times when I was bad|Oho, she hauled off and whooped my ass|Oho, but I'm still her biggest fan|Oho, 'cause she made me who I am||This song is dedicated to my mama|Who taught me how to put on my pajamas|Always let me have a couple dollars|But told me that my dreams I better follow|I love my mama, I love my mama|Oooooo, I love my mama, I love my mama|I love my mama, mama||This is for all the mamas|Grand- mamas, great grand- mamas|Step- mamas, single mamas, yeah|All the mamas working more than one job|Working real, real hard|Mamas all over the world, you know||This song is dedicated to my mama|Who taught me how to put on my pajamas|Always let me have a couple dollars|But told me that my dreams I better follow|I love my mama, I love my mama|Oooooo, I love my mama, I love my mama|I love my mama, mama
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