Mama I Made It (feat. Cam'ron) - Jim Jones

(Mama I made it) I finally finished I finally finished Mama I did It (Mama I made it) Time for fireworks Champagne Glasses 'Cause we been winning (Mama I made it) I need a phone Somebody hand me the phone Gotta call her and tell her 'Cause I was never alone (Mama I made it) I finally finished I finally finished Mama I did It (Mama I made it) Time for fireworks Champagne Glasses 'Cause we been winning (Mama I made it) I need a phone Somebody hand me the phone Gotta call her and tell her 'Cause I was never alone (Mama I made it) It's crazy 'cause I lived a wild life An animal inside I'm talking flora fauna Didn't think that I would be alright Miss Susie had a best friend Both of them were fine They whispered in my ear "Cheers, did you know we're bi- bi Bilingual" Miss Susie let me know She loved my corazón She wanted to take me home Just so we could Bon appétit And they prepared a feast to laugh and talk and eat Champagne glasses out, I'm guessing that, nothing's what it seems (Mama I Made it) Yeah I made it this feeling feels so amazing It's crazy I feel the greatest I'm Happy I'm so elated! (Mama I made it) Said I'd do it and look at me, now I finally proved it Now I'm making music There's nothing to it, just watch me do it (Mama I made it) I finally finished I finally finished Mama I did It (Mama I made it) Time for fireworks Champagne Glasses 'Cause we been winning (Mama I made it) I need a phone Somebody hand me the phone Gotta call her and tell her 'Cause I was never alone (Mama I made it) I finally finished I finally finished Mama I did It (Mama I made it) Time for fireworks Champagne Glasses 'Cause we been winning (Mama I made it) I need a phone Somebody hand me the phone Gotta call her and tell her 'Cause I was never alone (Mama I made it) The rush is amazing The champagne is spraying I'm bout to hit the finish line 'Cause I need some new laces 'Cause I've been running dog tired On the way to my goals Mama kept reminding me I could do it It shows When I was down and faded You saw the baby that you raised Picked me up and said That everything would be okay That's why you're so amazing! That's why I cannot be complacent 'Cause thanks to the way you raised me I'm celebrating you saved me (Mama I made it) Yeah I made it this feeling feels so amazing It's crazy I feel the greatest I'm Happy I'm so elated! (Mama I made it) Said I'd do it and look at me now I finally proved it Now I'm making music There's nothing to it just watch me do it (Mama I made it) I finally finished I finally finished Mama I did It (Mama I made it) Time for fireworks Champagne Glasses 'Cause we been winning (Mama I made it) I need a phone Somebody hand me the phone Gotta call her and tell her 'Cause I was never alone (Mama I made it) I finally finished I finally finished Mama I did It (Mama I made it) Time for fireworks Champagne Glasses 'Cause we been winning (Mama I made it) I need a phone Somebody hand me the phone Gotta call her and tell her 'Cause I was never alone (Mama I made it)

Mama, I made it Happy belated I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it! (And scream Mama, I made it!) Mama, I made it! (Mama, I made it!) Happy belated (happy belated) (mama, I made it for real) They call me the greatest (they call me the greatest) (uh huh) I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it Mama ever since I was a little kid, I wanted to make you proud I know I put you through a lot of shit I'm sorry the calling was loud but you, you let me drop out of school All of your friends used to call you a fool Now when I go home I pull up in a coupé And ask all my lawyer cousins what it do? What it do? How you feel? You like my car? Check the grill Don't worry I got it, I paid the bill The papers is lyin', I just made a mill But aye, I should play you my new song with Talib Man, that shit is sounding amazing and I I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it! (And scream Mama, I made it!) Mama, I made it! (Mama, I made it!) Happy belated (happy belated) (mama, I made it for real) They call me the greatest (they call me the greatest) (uh huh) I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it (mama, I made it!) Mama, I made it! (Mama, I made it!) Happy belated (happy belated) (mama, I made it for real) They call me the greatest (they call me the greatest) (uh huh) I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it (mama, I made it!) Eish, mama, I just read the papers They wrote a whole lot of fake stuff I hope that it didn't affect you We got this far through the power of prayer Mama, I'm finally famous That's why they're trying to break us We broke the rules so they hate us These motherfuckers is feeling the vapours Eish! Sorry for swearing mama, I don't mean to disrespect you It's just that I hate it when my fame gets to affect you Mare ge anyway, I hope that you good, I love you Your son is a star and they hatin' and I I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it! (And scream Mama, I made it!) Mama, I made it! (Mama, I made it!) Happy belated (happy belated) (mama, I made it for real) They call me the greatest (they call me the greatest) (uh huh) I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it! (Mama, I made it!) (squad) Mama, I made it! (Mama, I made it!) (squad) Happy belated (happy belated) (mama, I made it for real) They call me the greatest (they call me the greatest) (uh huh) I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it (and scream Mama, I made it!) You would think that we chilling at a office park But we just chilling at my home Only on my second album And I'm about to fill The Dome (hey!) Niggas out here tryna fight with me A nigga should be taking notes Aye, nigga I done went platinum before you niggas went gold

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)