Chance The Rapper - Hey Ma lyrics

[Chance The Rapper - Hey Ma lyrics]

Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma

I said, "Hey ma
" don't go stretching your wallet
These niggas gotta pay me for
Taking a year from college
Go on, get ya nails polished
Stylist for your eyelids
And a pilot for your mileage for
Them frequent flights to your island
Ms brown and Ms pollock
Little boy done grown up
Little voice done blown up
Middle-class that bonus hey ma
Hey mama Jann God just gave me another chance
Rod just gave me another line
Probably gave me another fan
7-7-3, Oh, since Kanye was a three-old
Down the street from D rose
Was practicing his free-throws
Shout out to that Gulf Shrimp
Shout out to King Gyro
Shout out that Ms moody, auntie Toni
Them my heroes

We gon' get this paper (Put that on my mama)
You gon' see us laid up (Put that on my mama)
Monica and Ava, thanks for all the favors
Got my money saved up (Put that on my mama)
We gon' get this paper (Put that on my mama)
You gon' see us laid up (Put that on my mama)
Monica and Ava, thanks for all the favors
Got my money saved up (Put that on my mama)

Hey ma, hey ma
I know I never did behave a lot
Never got good grades a lot
And turned your hairs to grays a lot
And go in stores and take a lot
And never shopped, but saved a lot
So you ain't gotta shop at Save A Lot
And you ain't gotta worry about Chase a lot
They playing with your checks, your shit
'Cause they gonna take your pay or not
Que Sera gotta dance
Fuck them niggas you smarter than
We just gonna beg your pardon them
Savemoney, my patna dem
I'm part of them, It's part of me
This Save Mula, Bo squad I I I
I'm riding around my side of town
Hotboxing, no cops around
I had the tux I had the gown
Just had a show, just had to bounce
It's Chance ho, 10 Day chano no hable ingles
That language be that chanish but, ooh
Muy caliente
So she just gonna throw her steps on
And haters gonna throw that epsom
And we just gonna throw a party
And I'm gonna just throw my Teflon
'Cause family be that blood though
And I ain't even flexin'
But twin bro be that Victor
And Big Cuz be that Chef Sean

Uh, uh, uh uh uh uh (Yo, I'm gonna sing)
In what you be in what you do
Don't stop (Being you)
I said don’t stop in what you be
In what you do don’t stop (Being you)
Don't stop in what you be, in what you do
Don't stop (Being you) 10 Day

We gon' get this paper (Put that on my mama)
You gon' see us laid up (Put that on my mama)
Monica and Ava, thanks for all the favors
Got my money saved up (Put that on my mama)
We gon' get this paper (Put that on my mama)
You gon' see us laid up (Put that on my mama)
Monica and Ava, thanks for all the favors
Got my money saved up (Put that on my mama)

Ayo, I wanna thank MC Tree mama
I wanna thank Fox mama
I wanna thank Robbie mama
Lili mama, Peter mama my mama, my dad mama
Your mama, I wanna thank moms
I wanna thank, L-Boog mama
I wanna thank Tom Fool mama
I wanna thank, Talent mama, Marcus mama
I wanna thank, Thelonious mama, Vic mama
Reese mama i just wanna
I wanna thank anybody whose been a
Mother to a motherless child
I love you mommy 10 Day
I hope y'all had a good time igh

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