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Real JoJo - MOTHER'S PROUD Lyrics



Real JoJo - MOTHER'S PROUD Lyrics
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I made my mother proud, I ain't make no money now
They say it's funny how, I thought you really f*cking loved me
It's not sunny out, you give me mixed signals
You say you getting money, only thing I see is singles
Yeah we not even dating, but nobody can have you
I remember last week, you was begging to call my phone
Now the roles reversed, I think we falling out
Yeah, without a doubt, you a ten, a ten
You make excuses, say you hanging with your friend
Oh-ah, oh-ah
Feel like I play in Detroit, cause you can't have shit in this bitch
You feeling some type of way, ain't nobody gon' steer you wrong
But you know that you wrong, got problems, move on
But I feel lost without her, them voices getting louder
When I'm with you in the club, there ain't no happy hour
You ain't earn no flowers, uh
I bet your mother would be proud of you
You text my phone, say this month is really busy for you
It just seems like every day is busy for you
They say more money, more problems
And I'm ready for all those problems (Yeah)
At first it was not my problem
Now I'm just starting get adamant
I just realized I'm not adamant
I just realized I don't give a f*ck about a bitch
I thank God everyday, that my family okay, okay
I pray to God every night, just so I could get away
I don't really f*ck nobody, but I still got abandonment issues
She was on the phone crying, crying
F*ck
I made my mother proud, I ain't make no money now
They say it's funny how, I thought you really f*cking loved me
It's not sunny out, you give me mixed signals
You say you getting money, only thing I see is singles
Yeah we not even dating, but nobody can have you
I remember last week, you was begging to call my phone
Now the roles reversed, I think we falling out
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I made my mother proud, I ain't make no money now
They say it's funny how, I thought you really f*cking loved me
It's not sunny out, you give me mixed signals
You say you getting money, only thing I see is singles
Yeah we not even dating, but nobody can have you
I remember last week, you was begging to call my phone
Now the roles reversed, I think we falling out
Yeah, without a doubt, you a ten, a ten
You make excuses, say you hanging with your friend
Oh-ah, oh-ah
Feel like I play in Detroit, cause you can't have shit in this bitch
You feeling some type of way, ain't nobody gon' steer you wrong
But you know that you wrong, got problems, move on
But I feel lost without her, them voices getting louder
When I'm with you in the club, there ain't no happy hour
You ain't earn no flowers, uh
I bet your mother would be proud of you
You text my phone, say this month is really busy for you
It just seems like every day is busy for you
They say more money, more problems
And I'm ready for all those problems (Yeah)
At first it was not my problem
Now I'm just starting get adamant
I just realized I'm not adamant
I just realized I don't give a f*ck about a bitch
I thank God everyday, that my family okay, okay
I pray to God every night, just so I could get away
I don't really f*ck nobody, but I still got abandonment issues
She was on the phone crying, crying
F*ck
I made my mother proud, I ain't make no money now
They say it's funny how, I thought you really f*cking loved me
It's not sunny out, you give me mixed signals
You say you getting money, only thing I see is singles
Yeah we not even dating, but nobody can have you
I remember last week, you was begging to call my phone
Now the roles reversed, I think we falling out
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Writer: Christopher Breaux, Joey Coiro
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Performed By: Real JoJo
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Christopher Breaux, Joey Coiro

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