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See you clap your hands to this

Snap your finger, stomp your feet, wink a eye do

But you move to this tho'
we gotta do
That's right, that's

{I gather y'all today
To a witness to something you may have never see or heard before
There's I wish to share with y'all today
You know it's hotter than fire and it hurt worst pain
This is something you old folk, may not know too much about}

here, this is the, the young'n blues y'all
I got the, the blues y'all
I got the, the young'n blues
I got the, the young'n blues
me out

I met her when I was young and she was
With a like woman so her age meant nothing
I had to get her
After how she them daisy doots fit her all summer
I'm wishing I could hit her all

And all she wanted
Was for young Weezy to her
But all I ever was to cum easy and dump her
But that didn't easy
'Cuz she up being my baby's mother

And then I felt smothered but did I know
I'd never find the same girl inside
But I never thought that I'd be for her
And I thought that late at night
I'm in the mix laying down with some chick
That suddenly it'll

How broad in my drawers don't know shit
'Bout I did 'fore I was big
When's there's a with my kid where I should be
She to me
My love, my patience, my
Nigga

I got the young'n y'all
I got the blues y'all
I got the young'n blues
I got the young'n blues

I met her after the
And she ain't like me but I got her after the game
Mami was a nice piece, young Cali sweet
Made her into and then reality changed

It was good, I was happy again
But then things got rapidly strange and it had to be
She was still a virgin more could I ask from a dame
But I was a bastard, I asked for the
Now my ass in the

And she got a new the picture flipped
And none of it Weezy and all his bullshit
And I remember the for the weekend
We was freaking in the
And she looked sweet enough to it up

we began to sleep and I
I'm 'bout the Victoria Secret lingerie
me keep it, she ain't want moms to see it
And just I once saw it on the girl's body
Now all I'm is nobody

I got the blues y'all
I got the blues y'all
I got the young'n y'all
I got the blues y'all

You see I never ran, but no gentleman
All I is big pimpin' ma'am
I'm just be Weezy
And the perfect husband just might be too to find in me, Weezy

Baby girl, you work with ya boy
'Cuz all of cursing it be hurting ya boy
Look for the better not the in ya boy
And I can be ya boy, ya know what I'm sayin'

But see here is not your everyday love tune
It's the story of your thug dude
And in mind you prolly thinkin' we don't love you
But on the real we just not used to what do

And consider that
We taught to love money, ice, cars, and clothes
Love pussy but you don't love ho's
Love ya niggaz love ya
Now if they got a bitch you could love
Holla

I got the young'n y'all
I got the young'n blues
I got the young'n blues
I got the young'n blues

I got the blues y'all
I got the young'n blues
Young got the young'n blues y'all
I got the blues y'all

see
Pimps,
your hat off to this
'Cuz you rub your head after you hear this one man
Yes ma'am, you know what I'm

{Hold your cries after the jam people
This is real
You feel me
Fe they gotta me, ya know
baby
Holla