Saigon Huh Mama Lyrics

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CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Favorite Things
  • 3 Let a Nigga Know
  • 4 Come Again
  • 5 Stocking Cap
  • 6 NY Streetz
  • 7 Papi (35 a Gram)
  • 8 L.O.V.E.
  • 9 Huh Mama
  • 10 We Want In
  • 11 Kiss the Babies
  • 12 Pop Quiz (Multiple Choice)
  • 13 Yes
  • 14 If... (My Mommy)
  • 15 Drama Hour (freestyle)
  • 16 Shok TV
  • 17 DJ Absolut (freestyle)
  • 18 Whookid (freestyle)
  • [Chorus]
    Sugar pie, honey bum you know that I love guns
    I can't help myself
    Can't keep that heat on the shelf
    You knew I was a knucklehead
    Ever since you met me
    I Tried to do good for you, boo
    But them streets wouldn't let me
    You wanted a relationship
    You was willing to chase it
    I know you seen the pack I kept the ninas packed
    But you just couldn't faced it
    You mad they got me locked away
    Tell me are you leavin'? Are you going away?
    I put my trust in you to hold it down like Claire Huxtable
    Cuz I'm in love with you ...

    [Chorus 2]
    I know all the shit that you did for me
    Are you willing to suffer for my stupidity?
    Huh ma? Huh ma? Huh mama?
    I know all that shit that you did for me
    But now that I'm locked is you troopin' the bid with me?
    Are you willing to suffer for my stupidity?
    Huh ma? Huh ma? Huh mama?

    9-5 I crime drive, pockets swellin' with stacks
    My girl said keep sellin' them cracks you gon' dwell in them acs
    I ignored her, knowin' she was only tellin' the facts
    Either that or get my melon cracked when the shell interact
    But fuck it cuz I done been to hell and back
    I feel my C-cipher sentences well intact
    I'm developin' that
    If I can just find a slumlord to sell us a shack
    I'll set up shop with this dumb broad look elephant phat
    Where the fellaz is at?
    Sit, spark a L and chit chat
    On how we can sell richter for fifty flat till they tell us it's wack
    Then we drop the price to fourty-three like they feel that it oughta be
    In all re-al we still quadruple a quarter Ki
    Unfortunately police caught me
    The man I shot in the Camelot tellin' the jailers where they escorted me

    [Chorus 2]

    [Chorus]
    Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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