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See you gotta clap hands to this

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

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

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

{This here, this is the, the blues y'all
I got the, the blues y'all
I got the, the young'n y'all
I got the, the blues y'all
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
how she made them daisy doots fit her all summer
I'm wishing I hit her all summer

And all she wanted
Was for young Weezy to her
But all I ever wanted was to cum easy and her
But that come easy
she ended up being my baby's mother

And then I felt smothered but little did I
I'd never find the girl inside another
But I never that I'd be looking for her
And I never thought that at night
When I'm in the mix down with some chick
That suddenly click

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

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

I met her the fame
And she even like me but I got her after the game
Mami was a nice piece, young sweet thang
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 what more could I ask from a dame
But I was a bastard, I for the pain
Now my ass in the

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

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

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

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

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

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

And consider that
We were taught to love money, ice, cars, and
Love pussy but you don't love them
Love ya love ya children
Now if they got a bitch you love that
Holla

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

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

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

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