Key: F# minor
Verse 1
and to them kids and them childrens
just take some time out to say mama
I love you, you know what mean,
Pac and write another Dear Mama,
Db
but I gotta write something for my Dear Mama,
cause we
Being high and low, then low and high
Days I wanted to live,
nights I wanted to die
I'm her only child, so hell yeah,
I'm her mama's boy
boy
That's when I blow,
I'ma take care of my mama, boy
Mama, you always was a black queen
Told you I would blow one day
if I stuck to this rap thing
you see that I'm growing
I know you couldn't get some sleep,
some nights I was flowin'
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Eb
In my room all night, makin' hella noise
Me and my boys,
Cm
Eb
but I was young just bein' a boy
And you loved and cared for me
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Fm
And I could never take you back
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Db
Fm
But I promise you that I know
I could have did this song
about a girl at the club,
but I'd rather do it by mama
and give her some love,
only God above,
and through the childhood drama
she supplied the love,
through all the pain,
I used to play ball,
moms came to all my games,
playing coach in the crowd,
when I make a jump shot
she get up and go wild,
Show me y fuck balls
Smile when she seen
the sun off in the sauce
kept your boy on track
When I got kicked out high school,
moms had my back
when she had to hate it
But I got back in high school
when I graduated
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Eb
To them single mothers out
there all across the land
And you love and care for me
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But I can promise you that once again
They say the black woman
is the strongest thing on earth
And I've been blessed since birth
to have a mama worthier worth
she always came through
No false promises mama,
they always came true
no matter the case
Used to get high,
but never smoke crack in my face
Db
But now I hate to throw that in your face
But you an angel from the sky, momma
And I thank God that you mine, momma
and food for thought
And although we wasn't able,
somehow the food was off
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I used to get mad that you worked so hard
But now I see it wasn't fair
why you worked three jobs
it sound good
with words that rhyme
I'm givin' props to my momma,
she deserved to shine
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This is all from my heart,
all of these words are mine
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You said you would always care for me
And you love and care for me
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But I promise you that I love you, my
That's why I love you, mama
Yeah, baby
So you're my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Love like strong hands
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Mama
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
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ChordsFm Db Eb Cm
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