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See you gotta your hands to this

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

But you gotta move to tho'
we gotta do
That's right, 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 with y'all today
You know it's hotter than fire and it worst than pain
here is something you old folk, may not know too much about}

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

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

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

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

How this broad in my drawers don't shit
'Bout 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 blues y'all
I got the blues y'all
I got the young'n blues
I got the young'n y'all

I met her after the
And she ain't even me but I got her after the game
Mami was a nice piece, young Cali sweet
Made her into wifey and then changed

It was going good, I was happy
But things got rapidly strange and it had to be Wayne
She was a virgin what more could 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 picture
And none of it includes Weezy and all his
And I remember the Bahamas for the
We was freaking in the
And she looked sweet enough to it up

Till we to sleep and I
I'm dreaming 'bout the Victoria Secret
Told me keep it, she ain't moms to see it
And just think I saw it on the girl's body
Now all I'm seeing is

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

You see I never ran, but no gentleman
All I know is big pimpin'
I'm just tryna be
And the perfect husband just might be too hard to in me, Weezy

Baby girl, you gotta work ya boy
'Cuz all of that it be hurting ya boy
Look for the not the worst in ya boy
And I can be ya boy, ya know what I'm sayin'

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

And consider that
We were 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 y'all
I got the young'n y'all
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 blues y'all

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

your cries till after the jam people
This is real
You gotta me
Fe they feel me, ya know
baby
Holla