My Mama Used to Tell Me

Ooooh-oooh-oooh<br>Make yoooour cash<br>My mama used to tell me...<br><br>[Lil` Flip]<br>Let me state my name, and show my skills<br>I`m Lil` Flip, and I got that deal<br>But I keep it real, with my peeps<br>And I hold my heat, when I`m in the streets<br>But I can`t stop and I won`t stop, rapping till I`m dead<br>Cause every single day, I got ideas in my head<br>Like trippling my money, and doubling my fans<br>I did shows for hundreds, but now I`m getting grands<br>But I give thanks to the man, for giving me a talent<br>Cause I could still be hustling, trying to feed my family<br>And y`all think its a fantasy, to wanna drive a Benz<br>But if you get that car, how you gon supply them ends<br>And you gon want some rims, and you gon want a house<br>But when rent come around, nigga why your lights out<br>Now you sitting on the couch, all slouching and mad<br>Cause you acting like you balling, but you really doing bad<br>But trust me dog, I`ve been down the same road<br>But what I learned, is that you can`t let money control<br>The way you act, the way you talk (the way you talk)<br>Your attitude, and the way you walk (the way you walk)<br>The way you feel, the way you think (the way you think)<br>Cause everything you got, could be gone by one week<br><br>[Chorus: Big Shasta]<br>My mama used to tell me<br>Ooooh-oooooh-ooooh<br>My daddy used to tell me<br>Make yooour cash<br>My granny used to tell me<br>Ooooh-oooooh-ooooh<br>My grandpa used to tell me<br>Make yooour cash<br><br>[Lil` Flip]<br>To whoever you are, and wherever you be<br>Whether you punching a clock, or selling them ki`s<br>Just keep your head up, don`t get fed up<br>Just do what you gotta do, to keep your bread up<br>And watch for your friends, who always wanna get you high<br>Cause that might be the one, friend let you die<br>Sometimes I cry, yeah nigga I cry<br>Because half of the people I loved, they already died<br>Like my cousin, I can`t forget my best friend<br>And my mama`s mama, so everyday I`m stressing<br>But I went and got a tat, for all the people I love <br>And money won`t change me, I`m still a educated thug<br>Riding 20 inch dubs, even though I didn`t want em<br>But Hump paid for it so fuck it, I`ma flaunt em<br>And I`m still in the hood, giving money to the kids<br>But I don`t want publicity, for all the shit I did<br>But I did it from the heart, not to get famous<br>Cause I been having paper, and it`ll never change us<br>And if I ain`t in the hood, that mean I got a show<br>That`s why I stay on my grind, cause I gotta have dough<br><br>[Chorus]