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Mama (loves A Crackhead) Lyrics - Singles - Plan B

So he says he loves you, wants you to be his wife 

But he's too hooked on the crack pipe for that to be right 

It's all lies, none of it's true, though it hurts 

You know what you gotta do, cut him loose like a dirty needle 

 

You don't know where he's been 

All I know is that I've seen him high when he says that he's clean 

There was a gray patch when he first bust on the scene 

But as the mystery unraveled, all became black and white 

Know what I mean? 

 

We can never be friends, he can go to hell 

No more hanging 'round the house like a bad smell 

Either he goes or I do, it's your decision, mama, it's all on you 

 

You're too old to be naive and I know you ain't ignorant 

That's what's botherin' me, ma 'cos you're goin' on different 

And I ain't never seen you loved up like this before 

Why's it everybody but you who can see that you deserve more? 

 

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Mama, can't you see what he's tryin' to do to you and to me? 

Mama, it's so black and white 

While you're sittin' at home he's out smokin' crack tonight 

And I can't go for that, no, no can do 

I can't go for that, can't for that, can't go for that 

 

When I first met him, thought he was cool 

Had a few things in common like supporting Arsenal 

I saw the way he made you happy like a love fool 

Coming down when times were hard up stressful 

 

But all that don't matter to shit 

When he starts acting like a little kid 

Treating you as if you was some kind of bitch 

 

Mama, you ain't rich but stills he borrows your money 

And never pays you back 

'Cus any penny he gets, he spends on that bad habit 

 

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Fuckin' takes the piss bringin' that slut in to our house 

Is the ultimate diss 

Now I know you threw him out for that 

But how long is it gonna be before you take him back? 

Mama, know you're lonely but you're the only 

 

One who can't see that this bloke is a phoney 

And he don't really care bout ya, mum 

He just says he does 'cus he fuckin' thinks ya dumb 

 

Mama, can't you see what he's tryin' to do to you and to me? 

Mama, it's so black and white 

While you're sittin' at home he's out smokin' crack tonight 

And I can't go for that, no, no can do 

I can't go for that, can't for that, can't go for that 

 

? My mama loves a crack head? 

Is that what I'm supposed to tell my friends? 

When they ask me how I'm doing, am I supposed to pretend? 

Act like there's nothing's wrong when there blame there is 

Turn the other cheek when he's takin' the piss 

 

Fuck that that's not how the man of the house acts 

I gotta defend my territory, guard my patch 

When I know he's doing doggy shit behind your back 

Put my foot down, stand my ground and that 

 

This has got to stop whether the guy buns crack or not 

His head ain't there he's fuckin' lost the plot 

Dead and buried is the act phrase can't even act right 

Can't even act his age that's so fuckin' lame 

Thirty something years old, he should feel ashamed 

 

If I was him, I'd slit my my veins at the mains 

In a lukewarm bath and sit in it till my arteries drain 

Do it right this time so I don't have to do it again 

'Cos there's nothing more pathetic than a cry for help 

 

Either you do or you don't, wanna kill ya self 

Everybody knows you got a problem so it don't matter if you admit it 

But what you gotta do is be a man 'n' fuckin' deal with it 

 

I know the truth hurts, mama 

But this shit gotta be said 

He don't love you, he never has and that's a fact 

The only thing he really loves in this world is crack 

 

Mama, can't you see what he's tryin' to do to you and to me? 

Mama, it's so black and white 

While you're sittin' at home he's out smokin' crack tonight 

And I can't go for that, no, no can do 

I can't go for that, can't for that, can't go for that, no 

 

I can't go for that, no, no can do 

I can't go for that, can't for that, can't go for that, no 

I can't go for that 

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