Yo Gabba Gabba! & Various Artists Follow

Uhh, right, right, right
Right, right, right, right

Uhh, uhh, uhh, feel me now, listen
Momma loved me, pop left me
Mickey fed me and he dressed me
Eric fought me, made me tougher

Love you for that my nigga no matter what brah
Marcy raised me and whether right or wrong
Streets gave me all I write in the song
Hootie babysitted, changed my diapers

Gil introduced me to the game that changed my life up
East Trenton grew me, had me skippin' school
Valencia's boyfriend Vovo had me makin' moves
Momma raised me, pop I miss you

God help me forgive him I got some issues
Mickey cleaned my ears and he shampooed my hair
Eric was fly, shit, I used to steal his gear
I was the baby boy, I could do no wrong
Yeah it's goin past fast, let's move along

Kitchen table, that's where I honed my skills
Jaz made me believe the shit was real
Labels turned me down, couldn't foresee
Clark sought me out, Dame believed
Primo laced me, Ski did too

Reasonable doubt, classic, shoulda went triple
Momma loved me, pop left me
Grandma dressed me, plus she fed me
Banana puddin', what's in the hood then

Puffin' on L's, drinkin' pink champelle
Ty rolled with a nigga, V.A. spot
Tone, Mike 'Zo and them niggaz, V.A.'s locked
Vigs fucked with a nigga, whassup, ha?

[Unverified] high hated the fact I put rap to the back
Money pourin' in, clientele growin' now
Birth of my first nephew, time to slow it down
October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl

Momma loved me, T.T. uncle Jay
Loves you to death won't let no trouble come your way
Oh, can't forget my man down in Maryland
He's gone 'til November, how can I not remember?
Tell your moms I'm there for her and Tiembra

And your son too, there's nothin' I won't do
Unless you was me, how could you judge me?
I was brought up in pain, y'all can't touch me
Police pursued me, chased cuffed and subdued me

Talked to me rudely, 'cause I'm young rich and I'm black
And live in a movie, not livin' by rules
New rap patrollin' the city, follow my crews

Bleek you're still with me, nigga what did I say?
The time is comin' you one hit away
Beans I ain't tryin' to change you
Just give you some game to make the transition
From the street to the fame, my momma loves me

Uhh, right, right, right
Right, right, right, right