Текст песни ROUND OF APPLAUSE - Gee Baby
Aye
look
Feel
like
Feel
like
I've
been
asked
Like
so
many
times
Like
Like
who's
your
hero?
You
know
Like
who
inspires
you
to
be
the
best
you
That
you
can
possibly
be?
You
know
like
you
come
from
a
two
parent
home?
Or
nah?
Ya
mom
or
your
dad?
Oh
your
mom?
What
you
said?
You
deserve
a
round
Round
of
applause
For
everything
you
been
through
You
need
a
round
(Aww
yeah)
Round
of
applause
Cause
death
couldn't
conquer
you
So
getcha
round
Round
round
Round
of
applause
For
everything
you
went
through
Deserve
a
round
Round
of
applause
Round
of
applause
Round
of
applause
Sun
shining
mama
open
up
yo
curtain
Mom
left
at
home
wit
4 babies
can't
suffer
Fixing
plates
of
food
for
the
kids
to
eat
supper
Stomach
touching
her
back
she
just
tired
of
the
struggles
But
she
grinds,
while
the
boyfriend
lays
asleep
in
the
bed
All
the
fathers
just
departed,
left
her
message
on
read
Touch
her
babies
best
believe
you
gone
be
ending
up
dead
All
love
and
hella
static
when
my
mama
see
red
Racist
boss
at
the
job
told
her
get
on
the
line
All
your
problems
are
your
problems,
none
of
them
can
be
mine
4 o
clock
in
the
morning
what
a
hell
of
time
We
ain't
up
for
school
yet
but
there
go
mama
she
grinds
And
Qwan
Cut
his
head
on
the
side
of
the
house
And
Whit
Broke
her
thumb
playing
on
the
playground
And
I
Was
in
a
wreck
on
the
night
of
my
prom
Coco
body
was
so
weak
but
she
still
kept
up
her
smile
Just
to
name
some
situations
where
you
stopped
all
our
frowns
You're
the
queen
we'll
continue
to
help
you
uphold
your
crown
I
speak
for
all
my
siblings,
we
thank
God
that
you're
ours
So
start
the
standing
ovation
And
the
round
of
applause
Oh
You
need
a
round
of
Round
of
applause
You
need
a
round
of
Round
of
applause
You
need
a
round
of
Round
of
applause
You
need
a
round
of
Round
of
applause
Oh
You
need
a
round
of
Round
of
applause
I
love
you
Ma
Word
I
take
it
to
heart
And
I
appreciate
you
for
everything
you've
done
And
continue
to
do
It's
love
Fast
forward
a
couple
years
Ma
got
her
college
degree
Main
reason
why
we
didn't
bring
home
Cs
or
Ds
Two
sons
went
in
the
Navy
know
we
making
you
proud
Both
daughters
out
in
college,
showing
how
we
get
down
Lost
the
weight
of
the
world
and
the
weight
in
your
body
Pushed
me
to
hit
the
gym
and
it
became
my
new
hobby
Lost
your
baby
brother
but
still
fight
for
his
kids
Long
live
Jerm
we
all
wish
you
ain't
leave
when
you
did
Although
there's
pain
in
these
rhymes
And
tears
in
your
eyes
I
need
you
to
realize
You're
the
greatest
woman
alive
And
your
fight
is
our
fight
When
you're
right,
we're
all
right
When
you
cry,
we
all
cry
They
ask
why,
we
all
sigh
They
aint
know
about
our
story,
but
I
gave
em
a
glimpse
Thank
God
you
are
my
mom,
the
only
thing
that
makes
sense
At
every
single
game
and
every
graduation
Won't
take
none
for
granted,
I
thank
God
we
made
it
We
still
grinding
fasho
We
can't
get
complacent
But
Ma
you
held
us
down
When
all
the
others
faded
And
this
a
tribute,
celebration,
you'll
receive
some
head
nods
Ma
I
love
you
baby
you
deserve
a
round
of
applause
Yeah
Yeah
Jason
got
that
touchdown
Jason
got
that
touchdown
Jason
got
that
touchdown
That's
my
boy
That's
my
boy
Ladies
and
gents
I
present
to
you
Homa
Gee
Gang
1 IN THE RAIN (INTRO)
2 NO PUNS
3 SPECIAL
4 JUST A PEAK
5 NO COMP
6 CONCEALED PAIN
7 ALRIGHT WIT ME
8 DOWN SOUTH BREED
9 ROUND OF APPLAUSE
10 CAPPERNICK
11 B OR C
12 BUMPY ROAD (JUST GEE)
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