paroles de chanson T-Shirt - Trap Nation

Mama told me
Mama told me

Mama told me not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-Shirt (white)
Mama told me not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-Shirt (white)

Mama told me not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-Shirt (white)
Mama told me not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-Shirt (white)

Divin' off the stage in the crowd, it's a mosh pit.
Yeah, shawty bad, but she broke 'cause she don't own shit.
Mama asked me, "Son, when the trappin' gon' quit?"
I been ridin' round through the city in my new bitch.
Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ayy)
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin- at your noggin (ayy)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top, I had to chop in (skrt skrt)
Nuggas pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (ayy)

Mama told me not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-Shirt (white)
Mama told me not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-Shirt (white)

Mama told me not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-Shirt (white)
Mama told me not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-Shirt (white)

Mama told me