Guy Sebastian - Mama Ain't Proud feat. 2 Chainz (Audio e testo)

Guy Sebastian - Mama Ain't Proud feat. 2 Chainz testo

Let them watch, keep staring
Hating all the things we do
Try to knock us off our cloud
They got all eyes on us
We should know now what we got so
sing like no one's around
And dance like your mama ain't proud, proud

Drop down do the hokey-pokey
She ain't even down for the okey-dokey
Notice we're the coldest team
Is on the scene, I'm born to lead
I don't even sleep long enough to have a dream
Reality, unfortunate
Girls hanging on me like on ornaments
And I play the game like a tournament
I'm tryin' to win stomping in my all black teams

Drop crotch, snap back, black leather back pack,
white shirt down to my knees
They can judge our shoes but not our moves
We ain't got no one to please

Let them watch, keep staring
Hating all the things we do
Try to knock us off our cloud
They got all eyes on us
We should know now what we got
so sing like no one's around
And dance like your mama ain't proud

Make your knees touch your elbow
Have me stick it to em like vel-crow
Stickin straight up like scale crow
Shoulda see the pic she sent to my cell phone
Exrate, don't hate it
Don't play it, motivated, been getting to it since I graduated
Hate but chase her, pow it up look it for the hole man to taste her
When she left she had a hole bag with make up

High waist, crop top, red lips. top shot, fresh tat, holes at the knees
They can judge our shoes but not our moves
We ain't got no one to please

Let them watch, keep staring
Hating all the things we do
Try to knock us off our cloud
They got all eyes on us
We should know now what we got
so sing like no one's around and dance

Dance how you wanna (how you wanna)
Love who you wanna (who you wanna)
Dance how you wanna, how you wanna
Love who you wanna, who you wanna
Be who you wanna, who you wanna,
You're how you wanna
Dance like your mama ain't proud,
Yeah, yeah
Like your mama ain't proud,
Like your mama ain't proud,
Like your mama, your mama, your mama,

Let them watch, keep staring
Hating all the things we do
Try to knock us off our cloud
They got all eyes on us
We should know now what we got
To sing like no one's around
And dance like your mama ain't proud