Jay-Z

Jay-Z - I Made It songtekst

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Momma I made it

Ya'll know how I do when the Doc do it

I fly thru it

That's how I operated

Momma I made it

Ghetto like the grease when you getting your hair braided

Sweeter than your sister Kool Aid is

Hooray is the underdog

Now my feet under desk

It's the presidential favorite

Can't believe I got away with my earlier stages

Being on stages

Having my way with

Congratulations

Ya baby boy's a made man

I'm a hold the fam down at least 3 generations

I'm talking when spaceships are around

And ya great, great grands

Reminiscing about foundation you gave 'em

For repairing my relationship with my pops before he passed 

All I ask is you raise your glass  for this celebration

Toast to the most beautiful girl in the world

My inspiration, thanks for your information







Momma I made it 







I'm in BK where 

It ain't everyday that you make it out

To be on top of yachts waving

I remember you saving for the light bill

Paid the rent with a light bill

Now my crib dark as a basement

And you'd lock up the when you wasn't home

We was communicating like the money you made wasn't basic

Our cable was basic

No HBO, no WHT

Just Ralph McDaniels on the station

I aggravated you for Atari and Coleco Vision

Pinstripe Lee's when the first day day of school came

I was OK with not having everything as long as Saturdays

You had the Commodores playing

The expression on your face was priceless

It's still with me till this day

Baby girl I won't erase it

I go to my grave with the memory of the sacrifice you made 

You deserve a standing ovation

Momma I made it











Now your lil misfit makes sure every day is Christmas

Write down your wish list

Sixes, wrist is glistening

You don't even like jewels

But you can missing anywhere you like to

Where the water's light tube

Anything you order, sign it to your nice room

Leave an extra tip Ma

Be extra nice to 'em

CEO Carter Foundation

Wow I know pop's looking down

I know Colleek somewhere up in the clouds

Like go get 'em Grandma, make me proud

Didn't have a man in the house so you made one

So I act like ya husband and I'm only ya son

I told you one day I'll get you a home

But I didn't know it would possibly be in Rome

She told me don't wait on nobody

Get your own, so with me myself & my microphone I made it



Momma I made it....



Momma I made it....
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