Sorry Mama Songtext

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von High Street Kid

Sorry Mama Songtext
Cause she my only, she my only
Uh huh, Uh huh
Cause she my only, she my only
Uh huh, Uh huh
Shining, shining, shining

I got my pretty mama on my mind
She had me smiling, smiling
She caught me red handed on my line, and now she's crying, crying
I said I'm sorry, Momma, I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
It's just Lizzie that's on my mind
On my mind

On my mind
Tell you're very prettiness, I love you long time
I'ma pull up to your hood seat
I've been chasing Lizzie, now it's me and you tonight
You love me - then you hate me, then you love me
You say no never give it to nobody
Still can't stop you trapping, it's a hobby
I ride it like a jockey, I told you to meet me in the lobby
Can I hit it in the morning?
Can I call you darling?
You know I hate it when we're warring
Can't be focused, and ballin'
You see I hit it when we warrin' now, but I love to play fights
At least to a fucking great time
Started off in the morning now
Finish late nights, turn off my phone it's bedtime

I got my pretty mama on my mind
She had me smiling, smiling
She caught me red handed on my line, and now she's crying, crying
I said I'm sorry, Momma, I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
It's just Lizzie that's on my mind
On my mind

Shit, I have never been in love on my own, but I really really love this gyal with her arse
And she can call me by my government
"Cause she don't fear up to other man, nah
And baby why you, laugin' for
You never see a badda man with a glasses, what?
Don't judge a book by the cover man
You're driving a manual, with an automatic in a car
I notice you, you notice me
And we were just walking by
I'm a badda man, but i'm soft inside
Ended a convo with 085
Can't do the wife, all we do is just grime
We did the road, do you do this online
We do the crime, but we don't get time
We did the show, then we did bedtime
Uh-uh
She want's to come back to mine
Think about you, then I decline
You don't trust me, you think I lie
Always asking questions, like why?
Did you fuck that gyal in Leicester? (no)
Or that gyal in Manchester? (nah)
With that gyal Francesca? (no)
Or did you sleep with Vanessa? (nah)

I got my pretty mama on my mind
She had me smiling, smiling
She caught me red handed on my line, and now she's crying, crying
I said I'm sorry, Momma, I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
It's just Lizzie that's on my mind
On my mind

It's just Lizzie that's on my mind
On my mind
On my mind
Uh, huh
Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
It's just Lizzie that's on my mind
On my mind
It's just Lizzie that's on my mind
On my mind
Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
It's just Lizzie that's on my mind
On my mind
Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
It's just Lizzie that's on my mind
On my mind