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See you gotta clap your hands to

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

But you gotta move to this
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 share y'all today
You know it's hotter fire and it hurt worst than pain
This here is you old folk, may not know too much about}

{This here, this is the, the 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 like woman so her age meant nothing
I had to get her
After how she made them daisy fit her all summer
I'm I could hit her all summer

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

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

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

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

It was going good, I was happy
But then things got rapidly strange and it had to be
She was still a virgin what more could I ask from a
But I was a bastard, I for the pain
Now my ass in the

And she got a new life the flipped
And none of it includes and all his bullshit
And I remember the for the weekend
We was in the suite
And she looked sweet enough to it up

Till we to sleep and I
I'm 'bout the Victoria Secret lingerie
Told me keep it, she ain't moms to see it
And just I once saw it on the girl's body
Now all I'm is nobody

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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