When Momma goes down
We all go down
When Momma’s not happy
no one is happy
Because Mommas are the glue
that holds us all together
And when they go down
we all go down
Til one of us rises
and the Momma we become.
When Momma goes down
We all go down
When Momma’s not happy
no one is happy
Because Mommas are the glue
that holds us all together
And when they go down
we all go down
Til one of us rises
and the Momma we become.