Now this song is dedicated to my
mom and all mothers out there
From the day I was slipped from her womb,
Lord knows, we lived twenty days in an old,
I'm like a flower, to bloom
Though sometimes she plays
Taught me a lot about pride
Can't no more pretend to care, yeah
She still wants the fancy beer
Though sometimes you play
Taught me a lot about pride
Thank you my poor father and me
Shoo, shoo, shoo- be- doo- be- doo
And placed bread up on the table
Shoo, shoo, shoo- be- doo- be- doo
You used to send me out to school,
And said, learn the rules
Though sometimes she plays
Taught me a lot about pride
Thank you,'am, for sparing me
Lord bless and keep our mom
See your mother's attended here, yeah
She's the one that shines the mirror
For she never yet be lickin' me
Thank you ma'am for fathering me
Though sometimes she played the
Taught me a lot about right and dignity
From the day I was clipped
She gave me loving care that
We live in an old broken-
I'm like a flower, tired to bloom
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