See you gotta clap your to this Snap your finger, stomp your feet, wink a eye do But you move to this tho' we gotta do That's right, that's
{I gather y'all today To become a witness to you may have never see or heard before something I wish to share with y'all today You know it's hotter fire and it hurt worst than pain here is something 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 blues y'all I got the, the young'n blues me out
I met her when I was young and she was With a like woman so her age meant nothing I had to get her how she made them daisy doots fit her all summer I'm wishing I hit her all summer
And all she wanted Was for young to love her But all I ever was to cum easy and dump her But that didn't come 'Cuz she up being my baby's mother
And then I smothered but little did I know I'd never the same girl inside another But I never thought that I'd be for her And I never thought that at night I'm in the mix laying down with some chick 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 where I be She to me My love, my patience, my Nigga
I got the young'n blues I got the blues y'all I got the young'n y'all I got the young'n blues
I met her the fame And she ain't even me but I got her after the game was a nice piece, young Cali sweet thang Made her wifey and then reality changed
It was going good, I was happy But then things got strange 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 flipped And none of it Weezy and all his bullshit And I remember the for the weekend We was in the suite And she sweet enough to beat it up
we began to sleep and I I'm 'bout the Victoria Secret lingerie Told me it, she ain't want moms to see it And just think I saw it on the girl's body Now all I'm is nobody
I got the young'n blues I got the blues y'all I got the young'n blues I got the blues y'all
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 that it be hurting ya boy Look for the better not the in ya boy And maybe I can be ya boy, ya what I'm sayin'
But see this here is not your everyday love It's the story of your everyday dude And in your mind you thinkin' we don't love you But on the real we just not to what love do
And please consider We taught to love money, ice, cars, and clothes Love pussy but you don't love ho's Love ya niggaz ya children Now if they got a bitch you could that Holla
I got the young'n y'all I got the young'n blues I got the young'n blues I got the young'n blues
I got the young'n y'all I got the young'n y'all Weezy got the young'n blues y'all I got the young'n blues
see Pimps, Take your hat off to 'Cuz you gon' rub your head after you hear one man Yes ma'am, you what I'm saying}
{Hold your till after the jam people This here is You gotta me Fe gotta feel me, ya know baby Holla