Charles Harvey - Mother

For my mama
Laying in the belly of the mama
Laying in the belly of the mama
No one could imagine all the drama
No one could imagine all the drama
I was knocking the door while I was born
My mother suffered, doctors were bored
We were abroad on a new road
Blood on my lover that I do adore
I admit it, yeah I admit it
Daddy saved me before I hit the floor
I admit it, yeah I admit it
Mummy is all I need I'm looking for her
Nothing is more precious than a mother (I'll be there for my mama)
Nothing is more precious than a mother
(Every day for my mama, I would die for my mama)
Making my heart beats like a drummer (I'll be there for my mama)
Making my heart beats like a drummer
(Every day for my mama, I would die for my mama)
I'm eating a filet mignon
Yo mama cook that well
I'm moving at your party in pyjamas
You the one
Mummy you the one
I will kiss you on your feet
I will kiss you on and on
I was knocking the door while I was born
My mother suffered, doctors were bored
We were abroad on a new road
Blood on my lover that I do adore
You the queen
Mummy you the queen
My love for you is so deep
I will thank you, you're so lit
Nothing is more precious than a mother (I'll be there for my mama)
Nothing is more precious than a mother
(Every day for my mama, I would die for my mama)
Making my heart beats like a drummer (I'll be there for my mama)
Making my heart beats like a drummer
(Every day for my mama, I would die for my mama)
On that ride with me
I don't know anyone who could die for me
I don't know anyone who could really lie for me
Who could lie to me
You cannot mummy
On that ride with me
I don't know anyone who could die for me
I don't know anyone who could really lie for me
Who could lie to me
You cannot mummy
Laying in the belly of the mama
Laying in the belly of the mama
No one could imagine all the drama
No one could imagine all the drama
I was knocking the door while I was born
My mother suffered, doctors were bored
We were abroad on a new road
Blood on my lover that I do adore
Thank you mama for the nine months you carried me through
Nothing is more precious than a mother
Nothing is more precious than a mother
Making my heart beats like a drummer
Making my heart beats like a drummer
Nothing is more precious than a mother
Nothing is more precious than a mother
Making my heart beats like a drummer
Making my heart beats like a drummer

Written by:
Charles-Harvey Bibehe

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