My World - Glasses Malone, Brian McKnight

Pretty woman, where your secret lie?

You was cute, but not a model size

Not a model size, didn’t kill you

Phenomenal woman, that was you, (oh momma)

Big up, my inspiration

I ain’t need no other demonstration

You showed me ballin', at its highest high

You shine brigther than a firefly

On dark country sommer nights

I like the sun, when it’s summer bright

And everyday you made my summer right

But you turned in lately with them thunder strikes

Anytime them bad news beat me home

I remember getting beaten on

You remind me of the it was my birth

So motherfuck earth, momma you my world

(Glasses Malone)

Momma you my world (momma you my world)

Oh momma (for all the mommas in the world)

Momma you my world (cause momma you’re my world)

Oh momma (for all the mommas in the world)

Pretty woman, where your secret lie?

News hit on the day you die

Now I’m just a shell of my former self

Just another zombie that performs for wealth

As if success could ever bring you back

If my death could even bring you back

I put that bull dog to my temper

And let it pop like a pimper

Blood in the pencil, so I’m bleeding as I’m writing

I feel pain in every page I’m reciting

This can’t be life, imagine days with no light

No days, just nights

Complete darkness, and they wonder why I’m heartless

So in your name, for greatness imma strive

That’s commendment number five

Momma you my world