MAMA Lyrics Meaning In English – Kidd Keo

MAMA Lyrics Meaning in English From MAMA Song Is Latest English Song Sung By Kidd Keo With Music Also Given By Kidd Keo. MAMA Song Lyrics Are Written By Kidd Keo.

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Song Title:- MAMA
Artist:- Kidd Keo
Post By:- Kidd Keo
Released Date:- 6 Mar 2022

MAMA Lyrics Meaning In English – Kidd Keo

LOL
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Eh-Eh-Eh (Keo)
Keo, My [?] (Yeah, Ah)
Looks
99 Sounds

Homie On The Block, So We Never Gonna Stop
Fucking With The Opps, Homie Never Missed The Shot (Bang)
Mama On The Block Gotta Make My Money Up (Ma’)
She Don’t Wanna See Me Dead, Mama Wanna See Me Shine

So I Told Her Like “Mama, I Don’t Want No Drama”
I Don’t Hold No Lamma, My Shooters Dressing Prada (Grr)
‘We’re Set For Bills And Drama
My Black Selling To Have Expensive Clothes

I Have To Check In, I’m Still Sleeping On The Floor (Fuck)
Making Money At Night With The Miso (Broddy)
Mama In The Kitchen Is Cooking That Stew (Whip, Whip)
Polishing That Pod Until It’s Smooth (Look)

Keo Going Up (Up), Keo-Keo Got The Hot Shit (Look)
Foreing Block And My Broddy With The Chop Stick (Grr)
There Is No Time Pa’ Na’ But I Do It Elastic (Fium)
I Wanna Make Money, Be The Boss Like Gastby (Boss)

Oh-Oh, Wait, Co-Coming With The Hit
To’ The World Watching How It Is That I Do It Like That
I Have That Shit That Makes Me Be Here
Yeah, They Talking Shit, They Want To Look Like Me (Look)

Fuckin’-Fuckin’-Fuckin’ Hit It, The King Of My City
I Walk With The Ugly But My Bitch She Call Me “Pretty” (Gang)
My Girl Is Ready, She Is Bad Like Riri (Gang)
My Hitta Is Ready, They Ask Me Like Siri (Grr)

I Want To Do My Thing To Lower The Moon (Work)
I Only Think About Money, I Don’t Even Have Breakfast (No)
I’ve Been Fasting For A Week’
And Every Night I Am The Wolf That Howls

Mommy, I Want To Do It, I Already Want To Achieve It (Yeah)
‘Toy Tired Of Seeing My Brother In Contraband (Fuck)
‘Toy Making Money But I’m Not Dreaming It (No)
I Want To Crash A Ferrari And Walk Out Laughing (Skrrt)

Baby, I’m A G Even If They Tell You No (Who?)
Tell Me About All Of Them Who Did It Like Me (Fake)
I’m Still Gross, I Turn On A Molotov Cocktail
Receiving The Fruit, For Money I Gotta Go, Ah (Fium)

Homie On The Block, So We Never Gonna Stop
Fucking With The Opps, Homie Never Missed The Shot (Bang-Bang)
Mama On The Block Gotta Make My Money Up
She Don’t Wanna See Me Dead, Mama Wanna See Me Shine

So I Told Her Like “Mama, I Don’t Want No Drama” (No)
I Don’t Hold No Lamma, My Shooters Dressing Prada (Grr)
‘We’re Set For Bills And Drama (Yeah)
My Black Selling To Have Expensive Clothes

Who Would Have Thought That It Would Come This Far?
My Broddy Couldn’t Made For My Broddy, RIP (RIP)
Everything Happens Fast And I Don’t Want To Die (No)
Give Me Wings To Fly, The Ones That Have Been Taken From You (Wow)

Ta-Tamo’ For This (Ah), Drug And Budget (Gang)
I’ve Already Been With My Brother For A Long Time With What I’m Wearing (Fuck)
I Don’t Want More Shit, I Don’t Run From The Pigs Anymore (Oh, Boy)
If I Was Dirty Before, Now I Always Look Fresh (Boss)

Like 50 On The Block, Get It Get It To The Top (Huh)
Broddy On The Back ’Cause He’s Gonna Hit An Opp (Bang, Bang)
It’s Not That They’re Bad, It’s Not That They’re Here To Kill (No)
But As Long As They’re All There, Nothing’s Going To Happen To Me (Ah)

Shout-Out For The M, One Love For Nelson (Sarria)
Parce, For My Eggs That This Year We’re Going To Do It (Ah)
I’m After The Bone, Mouse With The Cheese
If Now We Are ‘In Milli But We Start’ In The Pesos (Gang)

Rolling With A Hoodie, In Love With A Booty
Mommy, She’s A Freak, Mommy Called Me “Papichuli” (Chulo)
I Don’t Trust Myself Anymore, They Just Want My Money
I Already Have Baby, Shoot Like Bonnie

All For The Guap, Pa-Papi Don’t Stop (Don’t)
Tamo’ Doing Trap, Even My Mom Knows (Ma’)
She Made Me The Hole For My Drug To Save (Boss)
And She Does Since She Knows How I Go Out Looking For It

I’ve Grown Older, Mom Knows That I’ve Grown Up (Yes)
She Knows That I Will Take Care Of Her As She Deserves (Ma ‘)
She Knows That I Give My People More Than What I Receive (Gang)
You Know That Without Them It’s Me Who Gets Depressed, Ah (Gang)

Homie On The Block, So We Never Gonna Stop
Fucking With The Opps, Homie Never Missed The Shot (Bang)
Mama On The Block Gotta Make My Money Up
She Don’t Wanna See Me Dead, Mama Wanna See Me Shine (Ma)

So I Told Her Like “Mama, I Don’t Want No Drama” (No)
I Don’t Hold No Lamma, My Shooters Dressing Prada (Grr)
‘We’re Set For Bills And Drama (Yeah)
My Black Selling To Have Expensive Clothes

Hey
Hey, Yeah-Yeah
Shout-Out For The M, Shout-Out For Nelson
Shout-Out Pa’ Patron
Shout-Out Pa’ To’ My G’s Who Take Care Of Me On The Street
They Make Me Here
Gang
To The Top, Ho