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See you gotta clap your to this

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

But you gotta to this tho'
What we do
right, that's right

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 sweet thang
Made her into and then reality changed

It was going good, I was again
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 asked for the
Now my ass in the

And she got a new life the picture
And none of it Weezy and all his bullshit
And I remember the Bahamas for the
We was in the suite
And she looked sweet to beat it up

Till we began to and I
I'm dreaming the Victoria Secret lingerie
me keep it, she ain't want moms to see it
And think I once saw it on the girl's body
Now all I'm is nobody

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

You see I never really ran, but no
All I know is big ma'am
I'm tryna be Weezy
And the perfect just 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 know what I'm

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

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

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

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

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

{Hold your cries till the jam people
This here is
You feel me
Fe they feel me, ya know
Aight
back}