Sweet Mama

(albüm: Get Right With The Man - 2005)

I was raised on the west side shanty town
I didn't get up till the sun went down
When your back's against the wall, you better get tough
An' learn real quick how to swing an' duck'

I was born in the sweet Florida sunshine
Good looking women, back woods an' moonshine
Learned more about life on the streets than in the school
Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool
That's right

Some folks cheat 'n' some folks lie
But I can judge a man by the look in his eye
Don't hand me jack, try to call it cool
I know the difference 'tween shit an' shiner

I was born in the sweet Florida sunshine
Good looking women, back woods an' moonshine
Learned more about life on the streets than in the school
Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool

Talking about Mama
Oh, sweet Mama

Mama was no angel, but she taught me right from wrong
She knew ev'ry single word, an' ev'ry note, and ev'ry song
She taught me how to gamble and how to roll a dice
"If it makes you feel good, do a darn thing twice"

I was born in the sweet Florida sunshine
Good looking women, back woods an' moonshine
Learned more about life on the streets than in the school
My sweet Mama didn't raise no fool

I was born in the sweet Florida sunshine
Good looking women, back woods an' moonshine
Learned more about life on the streets than in the school
My sweet Mama didn't raise no fool
Yeeow!

Talking about
(My sweet Mama)
(Mama didn't raise no fool)
(Talking about my sweet Mama
(Mama didn't raise no fool)
That's my sweet Mama
(Talking about my sweet Mama
(Mama didn't raise no fool)