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PROUD Lyrics by 2 Chainz 2 Chainz
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Yeah, do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Yeah, Southside with an F 'cause I'm fresh
Do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Southside with an F 'cause I'm fresh
Tryna make my mama proud
I ain't tryna let my mama down
I'm just tryna make my mama proud
I ain't fuckin' around with you
T.R.U. University, I pull it up and murk a beat
Mama house was filled up with bags of Hercules
Soon as I finished pissin', I put the seat down
Or my mama'd be cussin' my damn ass out
Only child, no siblings, no besties
I couldn't do nothin' right like a lefty
Bought my mama's first house with the juug money
Bought my mama's second house with the club money
Me and mama used to trap out the same house
Used to eat and go to sleep on the same couch
Me and mama got busted at the same time
Went to court and told judge the damn same lies
I can tell mama proud of her only son
2 Chainz, I have always worn more than one
Yeah I'm real, I'm ill, you know, you gotta feel
You poppin' pills, I'm rarer than two dollar bills
Yeah, I'm just tryna make my mama proud
I ain't tryna let my mama down
Yeah, I'm just tryna make my mama proud, yeah
I ain't tryna let my mama down
Yeah, mama ain't raise no ho, one more time
Yeah, my mama ain't raise no ho
Yeah, yeah, yeah, mama ain't raise no hoe
Yeah, yeah, mama ain't raise no hoe
Four hunnid! My mama ain't raise no ho
'Cause my mama ain't no ho
My mama ain't raise no ho
Drop a pin and in ten we at your door, nigga
Ho bitches gettin' fucked on the floor
They cold-hearted so you gotta do 'em cold
These hos and my mama can't get along
'Cause my mama ain't no ho
I was runnin' up a check with the homies on the disk
I was fuckin' up the pork, I ain't ever do the feds
Got some YGs from the gang, they'll do you for a check
And you know I'm gang gang 'cause that's the only thing I rep
Ayy, mama
When I leave the house it's for them dollars
You are the reason I bought that choppa
'Cause I know you wanna see me come home proper
Soon as I get right I said I gotcha then I gotcha
Yeah, I'm just tryna make my mama proud
Four hunnid!
I ain't tryna let my mama down
Yeah, I'm just tryna make my mama proud, yeah
I ain't tryna let my mama down
Yeah, mama ain't raise no ho, one more time
Yeah, my mama ain't raise no ho
Yeah, yeah, yeah, mama ain't raise no ho
Yeah, yeah, mama ain't raise no ho
Mama taught me how to get that bankroll
Yeah, vault up in my loft in case the bank closed
Mama ain't have it all, we wore the same clothes
I kicked the door, I kicked the door, I risked it all for dough
I found that .44, it turned me into an animal
Got that wide load, niggas wasn't even compatible
Choppa' firin', it soundin' just like a rattle lure
.223 caliber, you ain't in my caliber
Mama told me pray 'cause they'll keep givin' me these bucks
Sit on that G6 I'm flyin' high, Aladdin on the rug
I put Goyard on my mama
Every nigga not your partner, son, when you come up
All them bitches in your face, son, they are piranhas
Stay up out the way, but beat him if he run up
Mike Jack in his prime with Madonna
I'm just tryna bring her to my mama
Yeah, I'm just tryna make my mama proud
I ain't tryna let my mama down
Yeah, I'm just tryna make my mama proud, yeah
I ain't tryna let my mama down
Yeah, mama ain't raise no ho, one more time
Yeah, my mama ain't raise no ho
Yeah, yeah, yeah, mama ain't raise no ho
Yeah, yeah, mama ain't raise no ho
Do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Southside with an F 'cause I'm fresh
Do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Southside with an F 'cause I'm fresh
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