Plies runnin my momma crazy mp3 download

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Signed to Slip-N-Slide in 2004 after recording his first track, "Tell Dem Krackers Dat," the Ft. Myers, FL-based Plies built anticipation for his official debut album with a couple mixtape releases, along with an appearance on Trina's "So Fresh." He ...

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    Length
    4:14
    Genre
    Rap & Hip-Hop
    Label
    Atlantic / Slip 'N' Slide
    Release
    2007 · Runnin' My Momma Crazy Lyrics: Hey mama (hey mama) Know I ain't never tell you this / Befo' (I ain't never tell you this befo') but it really / Hurt me knowin' I'm runnin' you crazy (know I. Runnin My Momma Crazy by Plies: Listen to songs by Plies on Myspace, a place where people come to connect, discover, and share.
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    Runnin' My Momma Crazy Lyrics

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    Hey, Mama, know I ain't never tell you this before But it really hurt me knowin' I'm runnin' you crazy I wanna talk to you real quick My momma told me while I run these streets she can't sleep Her phone ring late at night, she think some'n happened to me Her nerves so bad right now she can't even watch TV She turn her head every time she see a police She scared to look 'cause it might be me in the back seat Whenever she hear about a shootin' her heart skip a beat She heard the Feds was in the town, her knees got weak She know I'm at the house, the only time she at peace Her blood pressure through the roof all because of me Her favorite words is 'Dope ain't the only way to eat' She told me other day she hope I don't die in these streets I just pray to God she don't wipe her hands with me I'm a goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady Shit I'm doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me Shit killin' me to know I'm runnin my momma crazy Goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady Shit I'm doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me Shit killin? me to know I'm runnin my momma crazy Remember the nights me sittin' up in a cold cell I'm wakin' you up out of your sleep, it's me callin' you from jail You ain't say it but I know inside you mad as hell You called off from work just to bond me out of jail I get in trouble, I call you, seem like it never fail Can hear you now, "Boy, you need to sit your ass down somewhere" I come and eat, I take a shower then I'm outta there I know I'm stressin' you at times, seem like I don't care You wrote bad checks for me to have somethin' to wear You risked your freedom for me, nowadays that's real rare Every time I think about the shit, I wanna shed a tear That's why I buy you some'n for Father's Day every year I'm a goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady Shit I'm doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me Shit killin? me to know I'm runnin my momma crazy Goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady Shit I'm doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me Shit killin? me to know I'm runnin my momma crazy You did the best you could with me and I love you for that Wanted me to stay in school but that ain't where my heart was at I got exposed to the streets and fell in love with stacks And all the times I hurt you wish I could take it back When Daddy left us you stepped up and took up his slack I know I'm selfish and feelin' there's some'n I know I lack This shit I'm doin' now I know you raised me better than that You taught me how to be a man and showed me how to act Sometime I wonder how you still proud I'm your son After all the stuff I took you through and all the shit I done Well, like you told me when God want me, how I can't run Before He take me, want you to know how much I love you, Mom I'm a goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady Shit I'm doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me Shit killin? me to know I'm runnin my momma crazy Goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady Shit I'm doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me Shit killin? me to know I'm runnin my momma crazy I think I'm speakin' for every street nigga 'round the world I don't think we sit down long enough sometime Just to realize what we takin' our momma through It hurt me to know, dawg, that I'm runnin my momma crazy And it really killin' me to know that I'm help killin' my momma

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    Written by: ALGERNOD WASHINGTON, DANIEL VALBRUN, JOSEPH VALBRUN, RONELL LEVATTE, ALEXANDER MARTIN

    Lyrics © Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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    My momma told me while I run these streets she can't sleep
    Her phone ring late at night she think somethin' happened to me
    Her nerves so bad right now she can't even watch T.V
    She turn her head everytime she see the police
    She scared to look 'cause it might be me in the back seat
    Whenever she hear about a shootin' her heart skip a beat
    She heard the feds was in town her knees got weak
    She know I'm at the house the only time she at peace
    Her blood pressure through the roof all because of me
    Her favorite words is "dope ain't the only way to eat"
    She told me the other day she hope I don't die in these streets
    I just pray to God she don't wipe her hands wit' me
    I'm a goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
    Raised a street nigga by yaself you a hell of a lady
    Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do wit' how you raised me
    Shit killin' me to know I'm runnin' my momma crazy
    Goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
    Raised a street nigga by yaself you a hell of a lady
    Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do wit' how you raised me
    Shit killin' me to know I'm runnin' my momma crazy
    Remember the nights me sittin' up in a cold cell
    I'm wakin' ya up out'cha sleep it's me callin' you from jail
    You ain't say it but I know inside you mad as hell
    You called off from work just to bond me out of jail
    I get in trouble I call you seem like it never fail
    Can hear you now "boy you need to sit ya ass down somewhere"
    I come and eat I take a shower then I'm out of there
    I know I'm stressin' ya at times seem like I don't care
    You wrote bad checks for me to have somethin' to wear
    You risked ya freedom for me nowadays that's real rare
    Everytime I think about the shit I wanna shed a tear
    That's why I buy ya somethin' for Father's Day every year
    You did the best you could wit' me and I love you for that
    Wanted me to stay in school but that ain't where my heart was at
    I got exposed to the streets and fell in love wit' stacks
    And all the times I hurt you wish I could take it back
    When daddy left us you stepped up and took his slack
    I know I'm selfish and feelin's is somethin' I know I lack
    The shit I'm doin' now I know you raised me better than that
    You showed me how to be a man and showed me how to act
    Sometimes I wonder how you still proud I'm ya son
    After all the stuff I took ya through and all the shit I done
    Well like ya told me when God want me how I can't run
    Before he take me want you to know how much I love ya mom
    Think I'm speakin' for every street nigga 'round the world... I
    don't think we sit down long enough sometimes... Just to
    realize what we takin' our momma through... It hurt me to know
    dog... That I'm runnin' my momma crazy... And it's really
    killin' me to know... that I'm helpin' killin' my momma.

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