Momma, momma
I love my momma
I love my momma!
Through all the drama,
Momma, momma
I love my momma
Check it out

The first one to hold me (yeah)
The first one to scold me (yes-o)
You never cease to teach me
And always try to reach me (momma)
Took me to school the first day
Taught me how to kneel, down and pray (amen)
You learned me how to count from one to ten
And never forget, where I've been

Yeah, I love my momma
Through all the drama, I love my momma (I love my momma)
Through all the drama, I love my momma
Yeah, I love my momma, love you momma (momma!)
I love my momma
Through all the drama, yeah I love my momma
I love you mom (momma!)
I love my momma
Through all the drama, yeah I love my momma
I love you momma (I love you momma)
Yeah, I love you momma, yeah, I love you momma
(listen here) Trip

You taught me how to care
You taught me how to share (f'real)
You taught me how to love and to give
thanks to the one above, I love you momma

Yeah, I love my momma
I love you momma, I love my momma, I love you momma
I love you momma (I love you momma)
I love my momma (I love you momma)
I love my momma (now you tell em Snoop)

You taught me how to read and write, how to fight
My do's and don't's, my wills and my won't's
I'll never forget, the things that we went through
Banging oldies in the living room, sipping brew
Schlitz Malt Liquor was the thing back then
My momma was my homie my daddy, and my best friend
Ask the Twinz, them my lil locos to the end
And Warren G and Nate Dogg, shit them my true friends
Time and time again, I'ma spit this rhyme again
She the queen in my life, and I'ma make sure she gon' shine again
She taught me everything, but she didn't charge a fee
She taught me everything, except how to see a G
For the nine months you carried, I hope you bury me
instead of the other way around, and I put that on Dogg Pound
I made you cry, you made me smile
I just want to say I love you for life
and that's the reason why I'm here now
Love, Snoop

I love my momma, yeah,
I love my momma (I love you momma)
Yeah, I love my momma (I love you momma)
Through all the drama, yeah, yo, yeah, I love you (I love you)
Momma, momma, momma, momma, I love my momma
Momma, I love you momma
I love you momma
Momma, momma

Your money wasn't always long (fo' sho')
But your heart was forever strong (momma, momma)
You taught me bout faith and hope
And never ever get hooked on dope
Momma (I love you, I love you momma)
I love you momma (thought all the drama, I love my momma)

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