歌曲名 Momma Knows (Album Version)

歌手名 Will Smith

作词：Will Smith/Curtis Wilson

作曲：Will Smith/Curtis Wilson

Yo

At 17 years old I startin'

Runnin' the streets

Man I had some fun in the streets

11 12 sometimes 1 in the streets

By 18 I started seein

The sun in the streets

My mom started trippin' on me like

Will you gotta choose your

Friends carefully like

I trust you but please call me

And when you have kids of

Your own you'll see

I'm a be here when all your

Friends won't

But I was busy hollerin' parents

Just don't understand

Now here I am with the family

Runnin' the lines she ran on me

We ain't always see eye to

Eye but Ma on your principles now I rely

You got me tastin' my toes

I didn't know

When my Momma told

Me don't go down

That road don't go down that road

But I gotta go where I gotta go

So thank you for not

Tellin' me I told you so

I used to roll hard with this

Dude named Chuck

Rollin' in my car with this

Dude named Chuck

My mommy really liked

This dude named Chuck

She thought that he was really impolite

Chuck and me used

To roll out faithfully

Ineviatably you see

Chuck you gonna see me

Like we on TV the buzzomest of buddies

Share full clothes and money

And hunnies flocked like

We was players from the NBA

Still hurts to recall the

Day I heard him say

To this girl named Maya

I was datin'

He told her I was a lier

Joker hatin'

He told her I be cheatin' on

Women breakin' hearts and grinnin'

He told her her life would

Be better without him in it

That's the friend I chose

I didn't know

When my Momma told

Me don't go down that road

don't go down that road

But I gotta go where I gotta go

So thank you for not

Tellin' me I told you so

Momma used to say take

Your time young man

I ain't gonna always be there

Holdin' your hand

But you'll always know exactly

Where I am

And when I'm not there in my

Place the lord will stand

Will study the world only the wise suceed

And when your eyes tell lies

Your heart should leave

You gonna do dirt we all

Gonna sin but when

You realize and apologize

And never do it again

Ma told me don't rush to

Get old

If you got youth the truth

Clutched in your hold

It's like possibilities too

Much to behold an

Emotional shield from

Life's blustery cold

Ma all the stuff was hard you said was hard

Childish disregard because my head was hard

Now no question to pose

I didn't know

When my Momma told me

Don't go down that road

don't go down that road but

But I gotta go where I gotta go

So thank you for not tellin' me I told you so