Malad,
Usolalalala
If I chase my dreams I'll achieve my goal
My race, my role, my dream, my goal
Back then when I was a little boy
My mama watched me mid-long prayer
If I had the world I'd bring mama
She's the one I can't exchange
Even when my life was tempestuous I had a room in mama's heart
So if I would make more money today I'm gonna spray mama today
If I would make more money today Mama's gonna shower all night today
If I would make more money today Mama's gonna toss the fad today
But I gotta bake my cookies now
So mama I could return my care
Everyone will make more money in a
haste We gotta put this lack to shame
I'll do this many more times Oh mama,
my darling I'll bring great presents like I've never done before
For reasons Mama,
oh mami know you my baby girl
Mama,
oh mami know you my handbag Not for a thousand shillings,
who get your mom
Not for a thousand dollars,
who get your mama So I count mama twice each time I count
my blessings
I wanna make mama proud and get the best of my exes
So I wanna make my money in a big,
in a big, big, big
So I wanna make pounds,
dollars in a dig,
in a dig I wanna run my race because I wanna turn the tide
I wanna pave,
I wanna pave my place I wanna turn the tri,
just a lie, lie, lie, like that
I wanna,
I wanna rock, I wanna roll My Lord,
just a lie, lie, lie, like that
I wanna rock,
I wanna roll I wanna rock,
I wanna roll
My shame at misery Oh mama,
my darling
I'll bring great presents like I've never done before
For reasons Mama,
oh mami know you my baby girl
Mama,
oh mami know you my handbag Not for a thousand shillings,
who get your mama
So I count mama twice each time I count my blessings
I wanna make mama proud and get the best of my exes
So I wanna make my money in a big,
in a big, big, big
So I wanna make pounds, dollars in a dig
I'm gonna pray mama some days
My Lord,
la la la la
My shame at misery Oh mama,
my darling
I'll bring great presents like I've never done before
For reasons Mama,
oh mami know you my baby girl
Not for a thousand shillings,
who get your mama Not
for the pains and dust, who get your mama
So I count mama twice each time I count my blessings
I wanna make mama proud and get the best of my exes
So I wanna make my money in a big,
in a big,
big,
big So I wanna make pounds,
dollars in a dig
So I'm gonna pray mama some days My Lord,
I'm gonna pray mama some days