Mama's a Millionaire - Kwamie Liv

Brother, spoke to you the other day

You old enough, it’s not okay

I missed out on some shit, man

Sister, you the baddest kid in this neighborhood

And I pray little go-getter

The good I done, you gon' do better

Baby, I’m so proud

Baby, make me proud

You called me up yesterday

You brought me to my knees, you said

«How comes these emojis don’t have afros?

How come all these people drowned in these boats?

How come they keep describing a cesspool?»

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Baby, are you back home?

King of blue sacka, you got girls 'round the block

Gettin' high in your hot box

Tryna dance with you

Oh, oh, oh

But you must choose

Sometimes you know insults

Sometimes you gon' lose

But you must choose

'Cause we already lost family

To call it D and it to east side

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Say oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Don’t you know?

Don’t you know?

Don’t you know?

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Mama’s a millionaire

Daddy’s on death row

Now you say oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh