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See you gotta clap hands to this

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

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

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

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

I met her when I was young and she was
With a body like woman so her age nothing
I had to get her
After how she made them daisy 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 come
'Cuz she ended up being my mother

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

How this in my drawers don't know shit
'Bout 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
please

I got the blues y'all
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 like me but I got her after the game
Mami was a piece, young Cali sweet thang
Made her into wifey and then reality

It was going good, I was again
But then things got strange and it had to be Wayne
She was still a virgin 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 picture
And of it includes Weezy and all his bullshit
And I remember the Bahamas for the
We was freaking in the
And she looked sweet enough to it up

we began to sleep and I
I'm dreaming the Victoria Secret lingerie
Told me 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 y'all
I got the young'n blues
I got the blues y'all

You see I really ran, but no gentleman
All I know is big ma'am
I'm just be Weezy
And the perfect husband just might be too hard to find in me,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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