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Oooh... Mama
Querido.... De Mama
Oooh... Mama
Querido.... De Mama

Do you remember the 21st day of September the last member of the (?) Familia
Son of Olivia
I know you do that's the day you gave birth to me
So my life and even more that's what you're worth to me
You're first to me
And I'd go way beyond the third degree
If they're hurting you
That means that they're hurting me
And there ain't no other women that compares to you
El hijo de mama and I'll always be there for you cus I care for you
People come, people go
But I'm here to stay
To make sure everything's okay, Okay?
And I don't care what they say
The truth is they need us more than we need them anyways

Oooh... Mama
Mama's boy...
El hijo de mama
Mama's boy...
Oooh... Mama
Mama's boy...
El hijo de mama
Mama's boy...
(El hijo de mama, yo soy...)
And I could still remember the day
You bought me Too $hort 'Born to Mack' and NWA
While most little kids would play
I'd be at the pad playing Mr. DJ
Already on my way
You gave me everything you could
When times got really bad you made them feel like they were super good
And there ain't nothing you won't do for me no matter what it was you came through for me
So I'mma make things alright
Smile your whole life
Make you proud your son's not a low life
That's right, this ones for you
To say thank you for all the mice things that you do
We love you

Oooh... Mama
Mama's boy...
El hijo de mama
Mama's boy...
Oooh... Mama
Mama's boy...
El hijo de mama
Mama's boy...
(El hijo de mama, fui...)
Mom I'm sorry about the past and how I put you through that
To see your son almost die how'd you do that
Incredible women with so much heart
Made me what I am today and you mad me sharp
Whenever you need me just call me I'm there
No matter how big of
Problem I really don't care
Its the least I can do after all you've done
Cus you've always had my back let me get you back some
And I'mma keep you proud of me you'll never have another reason to be mad at me now
Wait and I just have to say that all you tres flores feel the same way all day, okay

Oooh... Mama
Mama's boy...
El hijo de mama
Mama's boy...
Oooh... Mama
Mama's boy...
El hijo de mama
Mama's boy...
(El hijo de mama, yo soy...)