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Mama by Amber Rose
My mom thought I was a cop today
She cried and pleaded I dont take her away
My moms crazy, she ain't right
Says her thoughts keep her up at night
It's not your thoughts mama, that cause lack of sleep
It's just the narcotics starting to creep.
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