Momma's Boy - Shiraz Lane

You love yourself yeah the whole world knows

but you better think this through

'Cause the problem is you’re so full of it

I know the likes of you

I got news for you

you don’t wanna hear

The world don’t na na need you dear

Need you dear

no no

GO HOME

You hate our guts well there’s no love lost

Lemme point you to the door

You’re not the first won’t be the last

I’ve seen this all before

You refuse to see you don’t understand

Grow some spine show your hand

Time to show your hand

GO HOME MOMMA’S BOY!

Run to your mother

leave me alone

GO HOME MOMMA’S BOY!

Run to your mother

Lemme tell you something you won’t understand

Lemme tell you if you can’t step it up just

GO HOME MOMMA’S BOY!

Run to your mother

GO ON HOME

GO HOME

Your constant stream of bragging shows the truth behind that smile

Your cover’s blown

real motives known

being modest not your style

Keep your distance son just stay away

No interest in those games you play

Games you play

GO HOME MOMMA’S BOY!

Run to your mother

leave me alone

GO HOME MOMMA’S BOY!

Run to your mother

Lemme tell you something you won’t understand

Lemme tell you if you can’t step it up just

GO HOME MOMMA’S BOY!

Run to your mother

GO ON…

(SOLO)

You better run

you better run

you better run…

GO HOME MOMMA’S BOY!

Run to your mother

leave me alone

GO HOME MOMMA’S BOY!

Run to your mother

GO HOME MOMMA’S BOY!

Run to your mother

leave me alone

GO HOME MOMMA’S BOY!

Run to your mother

Lemme tell you something you won’t understand

Lemme tell you if you can’t step it up just

GO HOME

GO HOME

GO HOME

GO ON HOME