Yeah, yeah..
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Uhh, right, right, right
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Right, right, right, right
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Uhh uhh uhh, feel me now, listen
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Momma loved me, pop left me
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Mickey fed me, and he dressed me
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Eric fought me, made me tougher
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Love you for that my nigga no matter what brah
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Marcy raised me; and whether right or wrong
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Streets gave me all I write in the song
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Hootie babysitted, changed my diapers
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Gil introduced me to the game that changed my life up
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East Trenton grew me, had me skippin school
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Valencia's boyfriend Vovo had me makin moves
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Momma raised me, pop I miss you
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God help me forgive him I got some issues
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Mickey cleaned my ears, and he shampooed my hair
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Eric was fly - shit, I used to steal his gear
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I was the baby boy, I could do no wrong
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Yeah it's goin past fast - let's move along
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Kitchen table - that's where I honed my skills
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Jaz made me believe the shit was real
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Labels turned me down, couldn't foresee
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Clark sought me out, Dame believed
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Primo laced me, Ski did too
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"Reasonable Doubt" - classic, shoulda went triple
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Momma loved me, pop left me
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Grandma dressed me, plus she fed me
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banana puddin, what's in the hood then
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Puffin on L's, drinkin pink champelle
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Ty rolled with a nigga, V.A. spot
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Tone, Mike 'Zo and them niggaz, V.A.'s locked
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Vigs fucked with a nigga, whassup ha?
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(?) high hated the fact I put rap to the back
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Money pourin in, clientele growin now
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Birth of my first nephew, time to slow it down
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October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
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Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl
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Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay
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loves you to death won't let no trouble come your way
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Oh, can't forget my man down in Maryland
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He's gone 'til November, how can I not remember?
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Tell your moms I'm there for her and Tiembra
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And your son too - there's nothin I won't do
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Unless you was me, how could you judge me?
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I was brought up in pain, y'all can't touch me
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Police pursued me, chased cuffed and subdued me
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Talked to me rudely; cause I'm young rich and I'm black
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and live in a movie, not livin by rules
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New rap patrollin the city, follow my crews
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Bleek you're still with me - nigga what did I say?
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The time is comin; you one hit away
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Beans I ain't tryin to change you - just give you some game
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to make the transition, from the street to the fame
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My momma loves me..
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Blueprint (Momma Loves Me)
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Jay-Z |