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See you gotta clap your to this

Snap your finger, your feet, wink a eye do something

But you gotta move to tho'
we gotta do
That's right, that's

{I gather y'all today
To become a witness to something you may have never see or heard
There's something I wish to share y'all today
You know it's hotter than fire and it hurt than pain
This here is you old folk, may not know too much about}

{This here, this is the, the young'n y'all
I got the, the blues y'all
I got the, the young'n y'all
I got the, the young'n y'all
me out

I met her when I was and she was younger
With a body like so her age meant nothing
I had to get her
how she made them daisy doots fit her all summer
I'm I could hit her all summer

And all she wanted
Was for young Weezy to her
But all I ever wanted was to cum easy and her
But didn't come easy
'Cuz she ended up being my mother

And then I smothered but little did I know
I'd never find the same girl another
But I never thought I'd be looking for her
And I never thought that at night
When I'm in the mix laying down with some
That suddenly it'll

How this broad in my drawers don't know
what I did 'fore I was big
When's there's a woman with my kid I should be
She to me
My love, my patience, my
Nigga

I got the young'n blues
I got the young'n blues
I got the young'n y'all
I got the blues y'all

I met her the fame
And she ain't even like me but I got her the game
Mami was a nice piece, young Cali thang
Made her into wifey and reality changed

It was going good, I was happy
But then things got rapidly and it had to be Wayne
She was still a virgin what more I ask from a dame
But I was a bastard, I for the pain
Now my ass in the

And she got a new life the flipped
And none of it includes Weezy and all his
And I remember the for the weekend
We was in the suite
And she looked sweet enough to it up

Till we began to and I
I'm dreaming the Victoria Secret lingerie
Told me it, she ain't want moms to see it
And just I once saw it on the girl's body
Now all I'm seeing is

I got the young'n blues
I got the young'n y'all
I got the young'n blues
I got the young'n blues

You see I never really ran, but no
All I is big pimpin' ma'am
I'm just be Weezy
And the perfect husband might be too hard to find in me, Weezy

girl, you gotta work with ya boy
'Cuz all of cursing it be hurting ya boy
for the better not the worst in ya boy
And maybe I can be ya boy, ya what I'm sayin'

But see this is not your everyday love tune
It's the story of everyday thug dude
And in your mind you prolly we don't love you
But on the real we just not used to what do

And consider that
We taught to love money, ice, cars, and clothes
pussy but you don't love them ho's
Love ya love ya children
Now if they got a bitch you could love
back

I got the young'n blues
I got the young'n y'all
I got the young'n y'all
I got the blues y'all

I got the blues y'all
I got the blues y'all
Young Weezy got the young'n y'all
I got the young'n blues

see
Pimps,
Take your hat off to
'Cuz you gon' rub your head you hear this one man
Yes ma'am, you know what I'm

{Hold your cries till the jam people
here is real
You gotta me
Fe they feel me, ya know
Aight
Holla