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Momma Taught Me Song Lyrics
Momma Taught Me by Andy Mineo [Intro]
Ayy
[Verse 1]
Yeah, Iâm in the field, gotta tie my laces (Uh-huh)
Me and my wife on aâ
lastâ
name basis (Uh-huh)
Whenâ
I gettinâ home, Iâma run theâ
bases (Run it)
Yeah, now Iâm all tired, like Mavis (Hmm)
No shame, baby, you know Iâm shameless (Yeah)
Thank God that Iâm in His good graces
And you never took a loss like Vegas (Nope)
What if Batman woulda been Bane-less?
Ooh, never really thought about it like that
Guess the story isnât good unless you got a little bad
Miner League up in this thing, thatâs why the M is on the hat, like that
YĐ”ah, seekinâ and youâll find (Uh-huh)
Donât happen overnight, yeah, needĐ”d some time (Some time)
Where the OGâs? I donât see âem around (Where they at?)
Where the fathers at? Blind leadinâ the blind
Iâm talkinâ wobble, wobble
Talkinâ shake it, shake it
Yeah, drop it, drop it (Yeah)
Talk take it, take it (Take it)
When you grow up on that, tell me what you gonna think about women every time they walk past
[Chorus]
Just what it is
Okay
It is what it is
Live and let live
Ayy, my momma taught me this, ayy
Yeah, oh, yeah
Momma taught me this, this
Momma taught me this, this
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I know Iâm a hoot when Iâm in New York
Holla have soup, gotta get scoop, ayy (Gotta get scoop)
Down on one-six-two
Got the Holy Ghost witâ me, I can never be spooked
Me and my (Me and my) Aunt Mary and coffee and Italian cookies
Talkinâ how I was a bad kid and I needed whoopins
Shot the trauma in the teachers âcause they always push me
Thought I be in [?], now they caught up with me, uh
Now Iâm writinâ hooks âstead oâ playinâ hooky (Yeah)
Okay, Iâm off that
Hate it when they got no A majors, itâs all chat
Only thing you ever held down was the âShiftâ button âcause itâs all cap (Cap)
Told my homie âFall backâ (Back)
âDonât ya ever be the fella always askinâ where the broads atâ
They can tell ya thirsty and thatâs why they never call back
If you knew that you could have it, would you really want that?
Got me on my Dr. Phil, off-track
Now I got your back like a bar strap
I got people in my life that I still havenât called back
I guess when you busy winninâ, itâs still got some drawbacks
[Chorus]
Uh, it is what it is
Live and let live, mm
My momma taught me this, ayy
Yeah, yeah
My momma taught me this, ayy
Yeah, yeah
Momma taught me this, this