Young N' Blues

Yeah
 See you gotta clap your hands to this
 Yeah
 Snap your finger, stomp your feet, wink a eye do something
 Well
 But you gotta move to this tho'
 What we gotta do
 That's right, that's right
 {I gather y'all here today
 To become a witness to something you may have never see or heard before
 There's something I wish to share with y'all today
 You know it's hotter than fire and it hurt worst than pain
 This here is something you old folk, may not know too much about}
 {This here, this is the, the young'n blues y'all
 I got the, the young'n blues y'all
 I got the, the young'n blues y'all
 I got the, the young'n blues y'all
 Check me out
 Listen}
 I met her when I was young and she was younger
 With a body like woman so her age meant nothing
 I had to get her number
 After how she made them daisy doots fit her all summer
 I'm wishing I could hit her all summer
 And all she ever wanted
 Was for young Weezy to love her
 But all I ever wanted was to cum easy and dump her
 But that didn't come easy
 'Cuz she ended up being my baby's mother
 And then I felt smothered but little did I know
 I'd never find the same girl inside another
 But I never thought that I'd be looking for her
 And I never thought that late at night
 When I'm in the mix laying down with some chick
 That suddenly it'll click
 How this broad in my drawers don't know shit
 'Bout what I did 'fore I was big
 When's there's a woman with my kid where I should be
 She screamed to me
 My love, my patience, my pain
 Nigga please
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 I met her after the fame
 And she ain't even like me but I got her after the game
 Mami was a nice piece, young Cali sweet thang
 Made her into wifey and then reality changed
 It was going good, I was happy again
 But then things got rapidly strange and it had to be Wayne
 She was still a virgin what more could I ask from a dame
 But I was a bastard, I asked for the pain
 Now my ass in the rain
 And she got a new life the picture flipped
 And none of it includes Weezy and all his bullshit
 And I remember the Bahamas for the weekend
 We was freaking in the suite
 And she looked sweet enough to beat it up
 Till we began to sleep and I
 I'm dreaming 'bout the Victoria Secret lingerie
 Told me keep it, she ain't want moms to see it
 And just think I once saw it on the girl's body
 Now all I'm seeing is nobody
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 You see I never really ran, but no gentleman
 All I know is big pimpin' ma'am
 I'm just tryna be Weezy
 And the perfect husband just might be too hard to find in me, Weezy
 Baby girl, you gotta work with ya boy
 'Cuz all of that cursing it be hurting ya boy
 Look for the better not the worst in ya boy
 And maybe I can be ya boy, ya know what I'm sayin'
 But see this here is not your everyday love tune
 It's the story of your everyday thug dude
 And in your mind you prolly thinkin' we don't love you
 But on the real we just not used to what love do
 And please consider that
 We were taught to love money, ice, cars, and clothes
 Love pussy but you don't love them ho's
 Love ya niggaz love ya children
 Now if they got a bitch you could love that
 Holla back
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 Young Weezy got the young'n blues y'all
 I got the young'n blues y'all
 {Now see
 Pimps, players
 Take your hat off to this
 'Cuz you gon' rub your head after you hear this one man
 Yes ma'am, you know what I'm saying}
 {Hold your cries till after the jam people
 This here is real
 You gotta feel me
 Fe they gotta feel me, ya know
 Aight baby
 Holla back}