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  1. I see the penitentiary, one day. And running from the police, that's right. Mama catch me, put a whooping to my backside. And even as a crack fiend, mama. You always was a black queen, mama. I finally understand. For a woman it ain't easy trying to raise a man. You always was committed. A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it.

  2. Dear Mama Lyrics by 2Pac from the Greatest Hits album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: You are appreciated When I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though …

  3. But my plan is to show you that I understand. You are appreciated. Lady, don't ya know we love ya. (And dear Mama) Sweet lady, place no one above ya. (You are appreciated) Sweet lady, don′t ya know we love ya. Pour out some liquor and I reminisce. 'Cause through the drama, I can always depend on my mama.

  4. lyricstranslate.com › en › dear-mama-lyrics2Pac - Dear mama lyrics

    Dear mama lyrics. You are appreciated. [Verse One: 2Pac] When I was young me and my mama had beef. Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets. Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face. Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place. Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool.

  5. Dear Mama Lyrics by 2Pac from the Death Row Greatest Hits [Clean] album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: You are appreciated When I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though …

  6. www.songlyrics.com › 2pac › dear-mama-lyrics2PAC - DEAR MAMA LYRICS

    And there's no way I could pay you back. But my plan is to show you that I understand. You are appreciated. Lady, don't ya know we love ya (Dear Mama) Sweet lady, place no one above ya (You are appreciated) Sweet lady, don't ya know we love ya (Dear Mama) Sweet lady, lady, lady, lady. Submit lyrics correction →. 55k.

  7. 29 de nov. de 2022 · I see the penitentiary, one day. And running from the police, that's right. Mama catch me, put a whooping to my backside. And even as a crack fiend, mama. You always was a black queen, mama. I finally understand. For a woman it ain't easy trying to raise a man. You always was committed. A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it.