Lirik Lagu Mommy - Esham
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ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
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Mommy, mommy, how ya doing?Mommy, mommy, how ya doing? (How ya doing)
Mommy how ya doing? Boo I hope you been fineBeen on my mindBeen a long timeI'm still on the grindCan't help but think about the way you did your thang when you did itYou curled your toes when I hit itI'd be the first to admit it, it's oh so goodI'm feeling you, uh uh I'm feeling youSo let me be your murderer, the only one that's killing youO-L-D school, kicking game since pre-schoolDown in Miami, South Beach by the poolWhere the girls be driving them wildI tell ya one more time ma, I'm feeling your styleGirl he can't be your SupermanBut I can be your kryptoniteCause you looking thick tonightAnd I'm serving dick tonightI stick it like I kick it likeAnd no I ain't go no look-alikesAnd when I be charging hoesI be like I drive a hard bargainI beg your pardon, boo booNever sweat'er like a FubuIt's true true that I'm cookoo for the chocha when I'm with you
Mommy, mommy, how ya doing?Mommy, mommy, how ya doing? (How ya doing?)
Mommy don't mean to press the issueBut oh girl I miss youWanna kiss you, never diss youBecause what we got is so officialMy pockets stay lumpy, cookies stay chunkyAnd I can't mess with honey if she can't pop that monkeyKick me down money, ain't shit funnyCause I'm spinning on blades whether rainy or sunnyMomma, cookoo for the chocha, you know I never really can say goodbye, mama
Mommy, mommy, how ya doing?Mommy, mommy, how ya doing? (How ya doing?)
I dedicate this erotic poetry to the mommies who knowing meCome blow dro with me, mommy, come flow with meGo with me, roll with me, on extacyLet me be me, you can be you and be freeWe, meaning us, to just trust that this lastNever get back lost moments when time passMommy cheers to you when I raise my glassI hope it's always like this when we cross paths
Mommy, mommy, how ya doing?Mommy, mommy, how ya doing? (How ya doing?)
Mommy, mommy, how ya doing?Mommy, mommy, how ya doing? (How ya doing?)
Mommy, mommy, how ya doing?Mommy, mommy, how ya doing? (How ya doing)
Mommy how ya doing? Boo I hope you been fineBeen on my mindBeen a long timeI'm still on the grindCan't help but think about the way you did your thang when you did itYou curled your toes when I hit itI'd be the first to admit it, it's oh so goodI'm feeling you, uh uh I'm feeling youSo let me be your murderer, the only one that's killing youO-L-D school, kicking game since pre-schoolDown in Miami, South Beach by the poolWhere the girls be driving them wildI tell ya one more time ma, I'm feeling your styleGirl he can't be your SupermanBut I can be your kryptoniteCause you looking thick tonightAnd I'm serving dick tonightI stick it like I kick it likeAnd no I ain't go no look-alikesAnd when I be charging hoesI be like I drive a hard bargainI beg your pardon, boo booNever sweat'er like a FubuIt's true true that I'm cookoo for the chocha when I'm with you
Mommy, mommy, how ya doing?Mommy, mommy, how ya doing? (How ya doing?)
Mommy don't mean to press the issueBut oh girl I miss youWanna kiss you, never diss youBecause what we got is so officialMy pockets stay lumpy, cookies stay chunkyAnd I can't mess with honey if she can't pop that monkeyKick me down money, ain't shit funnyCause I'm spinning on blades whether rainy or sunnyMomma, cookoo for the chocha, you know I never really can say goodbye, mama
Mommy, mommy, how ya doing?Mommy, mommy, how ya doing? (How ya doing?)
I dedicate this erotic poetry to the mommies who knowing meCome blow dro with me, mommy, come flow with meGo with me, roll with me, on extacyLet me be me, you can be you and be freeWe, meaning us, to just trust that this lastNever get back lost moments when time passMommy cheers to you when I raise my glassI hope it's always like this when we cross paths
Mommy, mommy, how ya doing?Mommy, mommy, how ya doing? (How ya doing?)
Mommy, mommy, how ya doing?Mommy, mommy, how ya doing? (How ya doing?)
