I Love My Momma
[Snoop]
Momma.. MOMMA..
I love my momma
I LOVE MY MOMMA..
Through all the drama..
Momma.. MOMMA..
I love my momma
Check it out
[singer]
The first one to hold me (yeah)
The first one to scold me (yes-o)
You never cease to teach me
And always try to reach me (momma..)
Took me to school the first day
Taught me how to kneel
song performed by by Snoop Dogg from No Limit: Top Dogg
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Momma
Words and music by bob seger
I was the baby brother,
I was the quiet other,
And I remember mother so well.
I was the little stranger,
I never was in danger,
I could a had a manger, pray tell.
Oh, how she could control me,
When I was bad shed scold me,
Sometimes she wouldnt hold me,
And Id cry.
But momma she never told me a lie -
Momma she never told me a lie.
I used to stay out evenings,
Stay out too late some evenings,
And momma would be there seething,
Back home.
Momma, she sat and waited,
Sat in the hall and waited,
Now I know why she hated
That phone.
And when Id come in shed grab me,
Right by the arm shed grab me,
Lord, when she was finished with me,
Id cry ... oh, Id cry.
But momma she never told me a lie.
Momma she never told me a lie.
Momma she could control me,
And when I was bad shed scold me,
Sometimes she wouldnt hold me,
And Id cry.
Momma she never told me a lie.
Momma she never promised me the sky.
Momma she never told me a lie.
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Momma do you remember
Momma do you remember the day I was born
late in December when winter
takes away the warm
Momma do you remember
Momma do you remember
Momma do you remember when I was in my teens
with long curly hair
and bell bottom jeans
Momma do you remember
Momma do you remember
Momma it wasn't long ago
you where working in your yard
planting fresh flowers
you use to work so hard
now you can't make your flowers grow
OH no Oh no
Momma do you remember
Momma do you remember the day I was wed
let no man put asunder
is what the preacher said
Momma do you remember
Momma do you remember
Momma do you remember my one and only son
born one day after your birthday
that's when his life begun
Momma do you remember
Momma do you remember
Momma do you remember, Me?
I wrote this about a year before my Mom died of Alzheimer's
wondering I guess what might jog her memory when she forgot me
thinking if I reminded her of important things in my life that are considered mile stones of my life.
My Mom passed in July 2011 not knowing me.
© 2012 Marcus Goodman
poem by Marcus Goodman
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Momma I Coming Home
Momma I, m lost and caught up in the streets
Momma I wont to come home
Momma you told me it was not nothing out there
Momma I wont to come home
I, m sitting here on the corner with this can in my hand thinking about
everything you told me was true
Momma I wont to come home
The things I did you can't imagine
Momma I wont to come home
Momma did you hear me
Momma I, m coming home
poem by Valentine White
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Momma This Pain
As I lay in my bed
Fear takes over me
Wondering what could take hold of me
Momma i've cried
Momma i've laid
But this fear is pain
Not like any pain
The pain you feel when a womb can't heal
A pain you feel when you take a bad pill
Where no matter how hard you try to breath
It seem like nothing will work
I reach out
Trying to feel but I reach for air trying to breathe
Momma I'm scared please help me
But it seem like you're not listening to me
Momma this pain is worst than many
This pain is worst than any
It feels like I'm dyeing
I can't breath
I see your shadow help me as I try and talk
You smile instead, can't you see I can't walk
Momma can you hear me
Momma this pain
Momma this death feels like nothing
I feel free I have no feeling
I feel like I'm lifting air
So you feel it
Momma I feel no pain
Momma no pain, no pain
Momma I'm free, no more pain
poem by Raesheka Antwine
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Please Daddy Don't Get Drunk This Christmas
Please Daddy don't get drunk this Christmas
I don't want to see my Momma cry
Please Daddy don't get drunk this Christmas
I don't want my Momma cry
Just last year when I was only seven
Now I'm almost eight, as you can see
You came home a quarter past eleven
And fell down underneath
our Christmas tree
Chorus
"Please Daddy don't get drunk this Christmas
I don't want to see my Momma cry
Please Daddy don't get drunk this Christmas
"Please Daddy don't get drunk this Christmas
I don't want to see my Momma cry
Please Daddy don't get drunk this Christmas
I don't want my Momma cry
"Please Daddy don't get drunk this Christmas
I don't want to see my Momma cry
Please Daddy don't get drunk this Christmas
I don't want my Momma cry
I don't want my Momma cry
Mama smiled and looked
Outside the window
She told me son
You better go upstairs Then you laughed and hollered
"Merry Christmas"
I turned around and saw
My Momma's tears
Chorus
No,I don't want to see my Momma cry
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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My Momma (Ola Mae)
Yo I wanna take this time out to dedicate this song
to one of the most beautiful ladies in the world
could never imagine
Yeah, Ole Mae, that's my momma, y'know
To one of the most beautifulest ladies in the world
I love ya momma, keep it strong for ya
Chorus: repeat 2X
My momma, used to tell me quit smoking weed
My momma, gave me everthing I need
My momma, said keep faith in God
My momma, momma, momma, momma, momma
[Warren G]
From the beginning, soon as my feet touched the earth
For what it's worth, she loved the boy from birth
Kept me fed, combed my head
and tapped that tail when I didn't do what she said
Through the years comin up momma always provided
And when the times got rough momma always tried to hide it
Divide it among us, but pardon the youngsters
Told us never to lie, smoke dope, and cuss
She stood tall and proud like a supermodel on a catwalk
And momma didn't take no back talk
She's the main reason why I roll today
That's why I dedicate this to Ole Mae
That's my momma
Chorus
[Warren G]
As a young teenager I started to clown
My momma did all she could to try to slow me down
Tired of her son be brought by the cops
Sent to go stay with my pops
He taught me to be my own man, and when I disrespected
he put me out on the streets to find my own land
Now I'm servin on the urban street corner
Smokin bud, sippin Coronas in Long Beach, California
But I promised my momma I would make it to the top
And use this rap to put her in the drop
She the main reason why I roll today
That's why I dedicate this here to my Ole Mae
Chorus
[Warren G]
As I grew up, blew up in the G-Funk Era
I see my momma everyt
song performed by by Warren G
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My Momma (Ola Mae)
Yo I wanna take this time out to dedicate this song
to one of the most beautiful ladies in the world
could never imagine
Yeah, Ole Mae, that's my momma, y'know
To one of the most beautifulest ladies in the world
I love ya momma, keep it strong for ya
Chorus: repeat 2X
My momma, used to tell me quit smoking weed
My momma, gave me everthing I need
My momma, said keep faith in God
My momma, momma, momma, momma, momma
[Warren G]
From the beginning, soon as my feet touched the earth
For what it's worth, she loved the boy from birth
Kept me fed, combed my head
and tapped that tail when I didn't do what she said
Through the years comin up momma always provided
And when the times got rough momma always tried to hide it
Divide it among us, but pardon the youngsters
Told us never to lie, smoke dope, and cuss
She stood tall and proud like a supermodel on a catwalk
And momma didn't take no back talk
She's the main reason why I roll today
That's why I dedicate this to Ole Mae
That's my momma
Chorus
[Warren G]
As a young teenager I started to clown
My momma did all she could to try to slow me down
Tired of her son be brought by the cops
Sent to go stay with my pops
He taught me to be my own man, and when I disrespected
he put me out on the streets to find my own land
Now I'm servin on the urban street corner
Smokin bud, sippin Coronas in Long Beach, California
But I promised my momma I would make it to the top
And use this rap to put her in the drop
She the main reason why I roll today
That's why I dedicate this here to my Ole Mae
Chorus
[Warren G]
As I grew up, blew up in the G-Funk Era
I see my momma everyt
song performed by by Warren G
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Mother or Momma
A mother gives birth, but a momma raises a child.
A mother brags on how smart her child is.
A momma teaches a child how to live.
A mother gives her child a way.
A momma sets her child free.
A mother tells her child she loves him or her.
A momma shows her child that he or she is loved.
Now that you know the difference which one are you; a mother or a momma?
Sweet Sugar Momma
I went down baby ? ? ?
Sittin in the shade with my lady
? ? ? left the bus
So lets not discuss
I never never never liked a girl that much
But shes so fine
Oh momma all the time
I seen the sister in the moon
And now shes in my room
Well, shes my sister and my lover
And my friend and my momma
Well late at night, late at night
Dont you just feel alright
Well, sweet sugar momma I ? ? ?
Sweet sugar momma I ? ? ?
I got you girl oh momma ? ? ?
Youre so sweet oh you so fine
I got you girl oh momma
Well I see you in the morning
The color of my rising sky
And I said well you smell ? ? ?
Like some flowers in the springtime
Well rolling down hills
Climb a mountain
Cross a ocean
Well hand to hand together
Oh together we stand
Well, sweet sugar momma
I ? ? ?
Sweet sugar momma
I ? ? ?
song performed by by G. Love & Special Sauce
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Poem Shootin’ Momma
Poem Shootin’ Momma……,
Lay your poem gun down…..,
You keep writin’ & writin’……,
Like a circus clown…..,
Your brother was a gambler….,
And your daddy was a farmer…..,
You got a hot trigger finger……,
Poem Shootin’ Momma…! ! !
Poem Shootin’ Momma……,
You’ve got a way with words…..,
With lots of bright sayings…..,
And quotes from nerds…..,
Whether just in high heels…..,
Or a sexy pajama……,
You make my body tingle…..,
Poem Shootin’ Momma….! ! !
Poem Shootin’ Momma……,
You’re rockin’ my world…..,
Creatin’ and pennin’……,
Sayin’ it all…..,
So keep my soul inspired…..,
Like the Dali Lama……,
And you’ll see me smilin’…..,
Poem Shootin’ Momma……! ! !
(2007/Innovation Digital Of America.)
poem by Trade Martin
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Tell Me, Momma
0l black bascom, dont break no mirrors
Cold black water dog, make no tears
You say you love me with what may be love
Dont you remember makin baby love?
Got your steam drill built and youre lookin for some kid
To get it to work for you like your nine-pound hammer did
But I know that you know that I know that you show
Something is tearing up your mind.
Tell me, momma,
Tell me, momma,
Tell me, momma, what is it?
Whats wrong with you this time?
Hey, john, come and get me some candy goods
Shucks, it sure feels like its in the woods
Spend some time on your january trips
You got tombstone moose up and your brave-yard whips
If youre anxious to find out when your friendships gonna end
Come on, baby, Im your friend!
And I know that you know that I know that you show
Something is tearing up your mind.
Tell me, momma,
Tell me, momma,
Tell me, momma, what is it?
Whats wrong with you this time?
Ohh, we bone the editor, cant get read
But his painted sled, instead its a bed
Yes, I see you on your window ledge
But I cant tell just how far away you are from the edge
And, anyway, youre just gonna make people jump and roar
Whatcha wanna go and do that for?
For I know that you know that I know that you know
Something is tearing up your mind.
Ah, tell me, momma,
Tell me, momma,
Tell me, momma, what is it?
Whats wrong with you this time?
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Someone Else's Dream
Her momma's still got that sequin gown that she wore in '68
She taught her early how to smile that smile and wave from the parade
It took a whole lot of years and tears
For her momma to finally admit
No matter how many stitches and pins
That old dress was never gonna fit
She was daddy's little girl
Momma's little angel
Teacher's pet
song performed by by Faith Hill from It Matters To Me
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Momma's Little Baby
Baby lost her button but she
found her gold
Too stressed to rest
like mothers in full moon
Has everything gone bad
or is just nothing good?
And you say, 'Oh oh oh'
'Is it all that you know? '
'Oh oh oh, ' Momma's baby
has gone to war
There are socks by your pillow
there are acrobats in your bed
Another blue orgy another long night
as long as we feel guilty
I guess it’s alright
and you say, 'Oh oh oh'
'Is it all that we know? '
'Oh oh oh, ' Momma's baby
has gone to war
I'd like to say I am
a left shouldered man
But the devil on my right
speaks my language too well
I’m spinning drunk here in my circles
seeing angels in hell
And they say, 'Momma's little baby
has gone to war'
'Oh oh oh Momma's baby
has gone to war'
Now with only good thoughts
maybe I can catch you
There are no socks by my pillow
No thoughts on my shoulders
No sex in the sheets until the war is over
and so germs are all we wanted
but I’ll take your love too
Whatever it is you want
I guess I want it too
and you, 'say Oh oh oh, '
'I barely know you ya know'
'Oh oh oh, ' Momma's baby
has gone to war
poem by Judd David
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Coat Of Many Colors
back through the yearsi go wondering once again
back to the seasons of my youth
i recall a box of rags that someone gave us
and how my momma put the rags to use
there were rags of many colors and every piece was small
and i didn't have a coat and it was way down in the fall
momma sewed the rags together sewing every piece with love she made my coat of many colors that i was so proud of
as she sewed she told a story from the bible she had read
about a coat of many colors Josheph wore and then she said
perhaps this coat will bring you good luck and happiness
and i just couldn't wait to wear it and momma blessed it with a kiss
my coat of many colors that my momma made for me
made only from rags but i wore it so proudly
i know we had money but i was rich as i could be in my coat of many colors
my momma made for me
so with patches on my britiches holes in both my shoes
in my coat of many colors i hurried off to school
just to find the others laughing and a making fun of me
in my coat of many colors my momma made for me
and oh i couldn't understand for i felt i was rich
and i told them all the love my momma sewed in every stich
and i told them all the story momma told me while she sewed
and how my coat of many colors was worth more than all their clothes
but they didn't understand and i tried to make them see
one is only poor only if they choose to be
now i know we have no money but i was rich as i could be
in my coat of many colors momma made for me
made just for me
song performed by by Shania Twain
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Coat Of Many Colors
Back through the years
I go wonderin once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put the rags to use
There were rags of many colors
Every piece was small
And I didnt have a coat
And it was way down in the fall
Momma sewed the rags together
Sewin every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors
That I was so proud of
As she sewed, she told a story
From the bible, she had read
About a coat of many colors
Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you
Good luck and happiness
And I just couldnt wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss
Chorus:
My coat of many colors
That my momma made for me
Made only from rags
But I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money
I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
So with patches on my britches
Holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
And oh I couldnt understand it
For I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love
My momma sewed in every stitch
And I told em all the story
Momma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors
Was worth more than all their clothes
But they didnt understand it
And I tried to make them see
That one is only poor
Only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money
But I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
Made just for me
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Down by the river
Down by the river we did go
hand in hand in a lovers
hold
Momma and daddy said
this is a love that can not grow
and he must go
But momma an daddy i love him so.
you stay with him then you must go
. don't make
me chose for i love you too
Down by the river we did go hand
in hand in a lovers hold
Momma and daddy you dont know,
His love for me is pure as gold
Theres something you two
must know.
Down by the river we did go hand
in hand in a lover hold
Raining so hard we could hardly see
We slow danced by the rivers edge
He said no other could love you like i
Then i slipped an fell and the river
took me away
I fought the river but the river won
Then a bright light shined
Saw an angel reaching for me
Momma an daddy you dont know
When my eyes open this is what i seen
.Had been pulled
from river laid me upon the shore
Blanket of white feathers were
keeping me warm
As he stood with tear filled eyes
A bright light shine
And upond his back were angel wings
.He said
God sent me here to love you
Momma and daddy you dont know.
My choice is with him now i go
For oneday i'll have my own angel wings
And will never let him go.
Momma and daddy you dont know
Down
by the river we did go hand in hand
in a lovers hold
down by the river
we did go
written by
copyrights jackie kirby 2/3/05
poem by Jackie Kirby
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No Food
I wake up every morning
stomach growling
No food to eat but
Momma won't let me tell nobody
Not even Jesus
When Momma leaves I'm happy because
For a second I think
That when she comes back
She'll have something to eat
But still-no food
The Roman Noodles are gone
Momma ate the last pack this morning
And I'm getting weaker
By the moment
Because there is no food
And when I get to school
I sneak to the bathroom and cry
My friends ask what's wrong
I tell them it's something in my eye
And- they believe me
And when I go home
Which is this abandoned house off in the woods
I hug my Momma because I know she did
The best she could with what she had
It just didn't work out
I didn't blame her because she
Put her trust in a man who
Not only verbally abused her but beat her, too
Which is why I entitle this poem No Food
She apologizes to me everyday
I ask het the reason why
But all she does is close her eyes and cry
And I wash those tears from her eyes
No food
Momma there's no reason to cry
I tell her; and she holds my hand
As tight as she possibly can
And says one day I will understand
And still- we have no food
She dies
Right there in my arms
Ironically the same place she held
Me- in her arms
The day I was born
No food, no lights,
No one around to hear
Finally, all her pain is gone
After all of these years
poem by Ebony Davis
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My Momma
Yo I wanna take this time out to dedicate this song
To one of the most beautiful ladies in the world
Could never imagine
Yeah, ole mae, thats my momma, yknow
To one of the most beautifulest ladies in the world
I love ya momma, keep it strong for ya
Chorus: repeat 2x
My momma, used to tell me quit smoking weed
My momma, gave me everthing I need
My momma, said keep faith in god
My momma, momma, momma, momma, momma
[warren g]
From the beginning, soon as my feet touched the earth
For what its worth, she loved the boy from birth
Kept me fed, combed my head
And tapped that tail when I didnt do what she said
Through the years comin up momma always provided
And when the times got rough momma always tried to hide it
Divide it among us, but pardon the youngsters
Told us never to lie, smoke dope, and cuss
She stood tall and proud like a supermodel on a catwalk
And momma didnt take no back talk
Shes the main reason why I roll today
Thats why I dedicate this to ole mae
Thats my momma
Chorus
[warren g]
As a young teenager I started to clown
My momma did all she could to try to slow me down
Tired of her son be brought by the cops
Sent to go stay with my pops
He taught me to be my own man, and when I disrespected
He put me out on the streets to find my own land
Now Im servin on the urban street corner
Smokin bud, sippin coronas in long beach, california
But I promised my momma I would make it to the top
And use this rap to put her in the drop
She the main reason why I roll today
Thats why I dedicate this here to my ole mae
Chorus
[warren g]
As I grew up, blew up in the g-funk era
I see my momma everytime I take a look in the mirror
Im thankful she gotta chance to see me shine
My mommas in my heart and my soul and mind
Controllin mine, so I can stand strong
For ya grandkids to let em know that ya spirit lives on
I really miss you, but I know ya looking over
Lead me on the right track, the angels on my shoulder
Chorus
[warren g]
So I want yall to treasure ya mom
Ya know, so if yall got a bad relationship
Or yall on bad terms, patch it up
Aint nothing wrong with that
Thats a precious jew-el
Remember that, we all gotta go through it
So stay strong, down dis, dis road, ya know
But I cant forget about all the poeple
Out there that I love, and got my back
So Im gonna go ahead and Im gonna shoot a shout out
My daddy, my sistas, my brothers, my girl, my kids
My cousins, my aunties, my uncles, my grandmomma
My granddaddy, all my homeboys, all my homegirls
And everybody out there that got love, knowwhatimsaying?
We gotta keep it like that, we gotta keep it groovin
song performed by by Warren G
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Fresh Air For My Mama
So say one and so say all
Say what you gotta say
Or dont say nothing at all
You been tossin and turnin through soft sticky nights
While the bronx below you fights to stay alive
So say one and so say all
Be what you gotta be
Or dont be nothing at all
Be gracious to your mother
When you leave this neighbourhood
The change is going to do her good
Next to me you look bad
'cos there aint no fresh air for my momma, my momma
But the drop is shear
When you break away
Take me away
Its just about time to hit the road
And say
You gotta believe in something
Its easy to see
My God is fading away
So pick up your Bible and pray for me
Were all alone in the darkness
But our eyes are wide open
We dont see nothing
And our hands are tied
To the railings of the bowery
And the humid city slickers
So say one and so say all
We had a lot to say
And we said it all
The cost of living in dreams
Is rising like a crime wave
The american way of dying
And it gets you every time
And it looks like its got to my momma
My momma
May she rest in peace
song performed by by 10 Cc
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God Bless The Child
(b. holiday/a. herzog, jr.)
Them thats God shall get
Them thats not shall lose
So the Bible says
And it still is news
Momma may have
Poppa may have
But God bless the child
Thats got his own
Thats got his own
Yeah, the strong gets more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets dont
Ever make the grade
Momma may have
Poppa may have
But God bless the child
Thats got his own
Thats got his own
Money, youve got lots of friends
Crowdin round the door
When its gone and
Spendin ends
They dont come no more
Rich realations give
A crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But dont take too much
Momma may have
Poppa may have
But God bless the child
Thats got his own
Thats got his own
song performed by by Diana Ross
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