Kanye West - Hey Mama (Mixtape) Lyrics
I want to talk about somebody real special tonight (whoa)OK, come on[Chorus]Hey Mama, I want to scream so loud for you'Cause I'm so proud of you, let me tell you what I'm about to do (Hey Mama)I know I act a fool, but I promise you I'm going back to schoolI appreciate that you alive for me, I just want you to be proud of me (Hey Mama)I want to tell the whole world about a friend of mineThis little light of mine, I'm feelin' let it shineI'm feelin' take y'all back to them better timesI'm feelin' talk about my momma if y'all don't mind (Hey Mama)I was 3 years old when you and I move to the ChiLate December, harsh winter gave me a coldYou fix me up something that was good for my soulFamous homemade chicken soup, can I have another bowl (Hey Mama)You work late nights just to keep on the lightsMommy got me training wheels so I can keep on my bikeAnd you would give me anything in this worldMichael Jackson leather and the glove, but didn't give me a curl (Hey Mama)And you never put no man over me, and I love you for that mommy can't you seeSeven years old, caught you with tears in your eyesCause a nigga cheat and telling you lies, then I started to cry (Hey Mama)As we knelt on the kitchen floor, I said mommy I'm a love you 'till you don't hurt no moreAnd when I'm older, you ain't got to work no moreAnd I'm a get you that mansion that we couldn't afford (Hey Mama)See your unbreakable, unmistakable, highly capable, lady that's making lootA living legend too, just look at what heaven do, send us an angel, and I thank you[Chorus]Forest Gump momma said, life was like a box of chocolatesMy momma told me go to school, get your doctorateSomething to fall back on, you can profit withBut still supported me when I did the opposite (Hey Mama)Now I feel like there's things I gotta get, things I gotta doJust to prove to you, you was getting throughCan the choir please, gimme a verse of you, eyes so beautiful, to me (Hey Mama)Can't you see, you're like a book of poetry, Maya Angelou, Nikki GiovanniTurn one page and there's my mommy (Hey Mama)Come on mommy just dance with me, let the whole world see you dance with theeNow when I say hey, y'all say mamaNow everybody answer me[Chorus]I guess it all depends though, if my ends lowSecond they get up you gon' get that Benzo, tint the windowsRide around the city and let your friends know (Hey Mama)Tell your job you gotta fake 'em outSince you brought me in this world let me take you outTo a restaurant, up a echelon ? I'm a get you a Jag whateva else you want (Hey Mama)Just tell me what kind of S-Type Donda West likeTell me the perfect color so I make it just rightIt don't gotta be Mother's Day, or your birthday, for me to just call and sayHey Mama, I want to scream so loud for you'Cause I'm so proud of you, let me tell you what I'm about to do (Hey Mama)You know I love you so, I'll never let you goI wrote this song just so you know no matter where you go I'm a love you
