Huh Mama - Saigon

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 …

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