Young Jeezy Mama Told Me
[Chorus:]
My momma told me
Don't fall in love with the boys out in the streets yeah yeah yeah yeah
My momma told me don't love 'em trust 'em
'Cause he gon' break ya heart girl yeah
[repeat]
[Young Jeezy:]
Ballin ballin yea I'm straight ballin
If I ain't up at the spot then I'm probably at the mall then
24 asantis got that thang standin tall then
Alpine bumpin can't hear her when she callin
Now she stressin textin sendin all them emails
Braggin to all her friends like girl you know what he sells
How ya riding young never can tell
Light skin top call it blue cantrell
Ain't nothin like postin big boy bail and
If I don't make it prolly go to big boy jail
He ain't even like that tell your momma chill
The way my folk kick it we can even pay ya momma bills ha ha
Yea
[Chorus:]
My momma told me
Don't fall in love with the boys out in the streets yeah yeah yeah yeah
My momma told me don't love 'em trust 'em
'Cause he gon' break ya heart girl yeah
[repeat]
[Young Jeezy:]
I guess it's true good girls like street guys
Skated straight past college baby street wise
Don't let this rap thang fool ya I got street ties
I said a street life baby my own life street
Responsibility yea the hood gotta eat
U know me big heat need a AC
Sometimes I let the rolly chill rock the ap
Yea and u can check my resume' don't
Slow me down I done record my whole life away
[? ] I can't remember yesterday I think I really let these streets get the best of me
Baby u can have the rest of me
[Chorus:]
My momma told me
Don't fall in love with the boys out in the streets yeah yeah yeah yeah
My momma told me don't love 'em trust 'em
'Cause he gon' break ya heart girl yeah
[repeat]
[Young Jeezy:]
I know u thinkin in ya mind u got every right
I know u thinkin in ya mind I'm out every night
And if u thinkin in ya mind I'm out every night
And that I'll prolly never change then your probably right
And [? ] black just outta respect
No disrespect I'm tryin to get the check
And once I get the check I can come check you
Can't let you get me off my grind I can't let you
I won't sweat you your not to be sweated yea
U worry about ya self
You actin big headed speakin of big headed
I want them big faces hide it in suitcases put em in strange places yea
[Chorus:]
My momma told me
Don't fall in love with the boys out in the streets yeah yeah yeah yeah
My momma told me don't love 'em trust 'em
'Cause he gon' break ya heart girl yeah
[repeat]
