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See you gotta clap your hands to

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

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

{I gather y'all today
To become a witness to you may have never see or heard before
There's something I wish to share with y'all
You know it's hotter than fire and it hurt worst than
This is something you old folk, may not know 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 blues
I got the, the young'n y'all
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
After how she made daisy doots fit her all summer
I'm wishing I hit her all summer

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

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

How this broad in my drawers know shit
'Bout what I did I was big
there's a woman with my kid where I should be
She to me
My love, my patience, my
Nigga

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

I met her after the
And she ain't even like me but I got her the game
Mami was a piece, young Cali sweet 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 what more could 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 includes Weezy and all his
And I the Bahamas for the weekend
We was in the suite
And she looked enough to beat it up

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

I got the blues y'all
I got the young'n blues
I got the young'n y'all
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 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 here is not your love tune
It's the story of your thug dude
And in mind you prolly thinkin' we don't love you
But on the we just not used to what love do

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

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

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

{Hold cries till after the jam people
This here is
You feel me
Fe they gotta me, ya know
baby
Holla