Momma I'm Sorry
Clipse Feat. Ab-Liva & Rosco Lyrics


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Gather around

Miami Vice, all my cocaine gringos, ya know
Miami Vice, Pusha spit this shit for y'all, here we go

Youngin' don't make my cells rise, I shoot you out ya chuckers
Pusha hear the whispers of all you mothafuckers
Papa said stay free of them suckers
Minus the wicked jumper, street balla like the rucker
Skip to my Lou if you lookin' for a couple, roosters in the duffle

Keep the hood screaming ?CaCa doodle doo fuckers?
Coke by the ton, rap niggaz I'm the one
With basic rhyme pattern, how the fuck you tryin' to jacka
Basic ass rappas, got 'em running for they life
I philosophies about glocks and keys

Niggaz call me young black Socrates, West Indies
Bitch drop to knees quick, what?
With dreams of being a rich man's bitch
Feel sorry for niggaz, pull triggers and they shit click
So many bullets jammed in my shit, should call me [Incomprehensible]
Shake the diamonds out my wrists

Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
I don't fear Tubbs and Crockett
Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Got two hot rocks in my pocket

Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Big home, palm trees and watches
Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
My only accomplice is my conscious

Youngin', learn from me, let's not be at odds
Were more like than not, 2 peas of a pod
Same hustle, 'cept my hustle now flows
I once gave it away, at 30 grams an O

That accounts for all them days in the cold
Feels like kissing cake mix, can't wait to lick the bowl
But it's a bigger picture, homes trust I done seen it
From Frankford to Colon, Oslo to Sweden

From Italy's Milan to the shores of Nepali
Now I consider Ferrarian Salvador dollies
I'm no longer local, my thoughts are global
That's why I seen distance, son expand ya vision

Even the [Incomprehensible] Norwegian women, blonde hair and blue eyes
I'm gettin' back with a vengeance
Whip it like they want me all attached to the kitten
And they wonder in these raps if I'm kiddin', huh

Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
I don't fear Tubbs and Crockett
Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Got two hot rocks in my pocket

Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Big home, palm trees and watches
Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
My only accomplice is my conscious, uh

Miami Vice, sorry heavenly father, once again I hate to bother
It's P the evil creeper send some to the grim reaper
Meanwhile, me and my Mrs. like Soloman and Sheeba
Sign of the times her Emilio Gucci sneakers, huh

Ghetto literature, I damn near died from Bolivia
It don't take much to get rid of ya, it's a sin for ya
Better call the minister

I'm sorry grandmama for mistakes I have made
When I aired family business, how you put me in my place
Even my baby mama, I can't look you in the face
'Cause I can't do enough, you a symbol of God's grace

So I place you in the flower bed, porcelain shower heads
Throughout the house and keep the youngin's mouthes fed
And when I'm gone, I hope it is said
I gave structure to the youth by the example I lead, huh

Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
I don't fear Tubbs and Crockett
Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Got two hot rocks in my pocket

Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Big home, palm trees and watches
Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
My only accomplice is my conscious





Miami Vice

Overall Meaning

The song "Momma Im Sorry" by Clipse featuring Trick Daddy is a rap song that explores the life of a drug dealer who is apologizing to his momma for his lifestyle. The song starts with the artist Pusha T, announcing his presence and declaring that he is spitting this sh*t for "all y'all," showing his confidence as a rapper. The song dives deep into the story of a young dealer who grew up around the street life, and as a result, became involved in the drug game.


Pusha T speaks about his past, where he had to shoot others who attempted to double-cross him, and how he has always had to remain alert to stay out of trouble. Despite being involved in the street lifestyle, Pusha T's father advised him to stay away from those who would harm him, always striving to make the best decisions. He uses the term 'Socrates' to portray himself as someone who has gained considerable wisdom and knowledge from his experiences.


The song also touches on the harsh realities and sacrifices people in pushers’ positions have to make, including not missing the opportunity to kill someone as "so many bullets" get "jammed in his sh*t." The chorus of the song, "Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious" shows the artist apologizing to his mom for putting her through the pain and hurt that come with his involvement in the drug game. It is a complex and emotional song that captures the difficult nature of street life and some of its emotional consequences.


Line by Line Meaning

Youngin' don't make my cells rise, I shoot you out ya chuckers
Don't mess with me or I'll make you regret it.


Papa said stay free of them suckers
My dad advised me to stay away from troublemakers.


Skip to my Lou if you lookin' for a couple, roosters in the duffle
If you're trying to buy some drugs, come find me and I'll hook you up.


Keep the hood screaming ?CaCa doodle doo fuckers?
I want to make noise and show off my success in the neighborhood.


Coke by the ton, rap niggaz I'm the one
I'm the top drug dealer and rapper in the game.


With basic rhyme pattern, how the fuck you tryin' to jacka
Other rappers can't compete with my simple but effective rhymes.


Basic ass rappas, got 'em running for they life
My competitors are scared of me and my success.


I philosophies about glocks and keys
I have a lot of thoughts and ideas about guns and drugs.


Niggaz call me young black Socrates, West Indies
People compare me to Socrates and see me as wise, even though I come from the West Indies.


Bitch drop to knees quick, what?
Women are attracted to my success and money.


With dreams of being a rich man's bitch
Women want to be with me because of my wealth and success.


Feel sorry for niggaz, pull triggers and they shit click
I pity people who try to shoot at me and fail.


So many bullets jammed in my shit, should call me [Incomprehensible]
I have been shot a lot, so much so that I should be called by a different name.


Shake the diamonds out my wrists
I have so many diamonds and jewels on my wrists that they constantly shake and make noise.


Youngin', learn from me, let's not be at odds
I want to teach and mentor young people.


Were more like than not, 2 peas of a pod
We have a lot in common and should get along.


Same hustle, 'cept my hustle now flows
I used to sell drugs, but now I make money from rapping.


I once gave it away, at 30 grams an O
I used to sell drugs for a very low price.


Feels like kissing cake mix, can't wait to lick the bowl
I'm excited about making a lot of money and can't wait to enjoy it.


But it's a bigger picture, homes trust I done seen it
I see the bigger picture and have learned a lot from my experiences.


From Frankford to Colon, Oslo to Sweden
I've been all around the world, from Philadelphia to Panama and Oslo to Sweden.


From Italy's Milan to the shores of Nepali
I've even been to Milan, Italy and the shores of Nepal.


Now I consider Ferrarian Salvador dollies
I own and consider luxury goods like Ferraris and designer bags as my own possessions.


I'm no longer local, my thoughts are global
I'm not just focused on my local neighborhood, but have expanded my thinking and vision globally.


That's why I seen distance, son expand ya vision
That's why I encourage others to broaden their horizons and expand their thinking.


Even the [Incomprehensible] Norwegian women, blonde hair and blue eyes
I've even been with women from Norway who have blonde hair and blue eyes.


I'm gettin' back with a vengeance
I'm coming back stronger than ever and will make a big impact.


Whip it like they want me all attached to the kitten
I'm capable of selling drugs and making money with ease.


And they wonder in these raps if I'm kiddin', huh
People may question if I'm being truthful in my music.


Miami Vice, sorry heavenly father, once again I hate to bother
I'm sorry, God, for bothering you again.


It's P the evil creeper send some to the grim reaper
I'm a dangerous and powerful force, and I'll send my enemies to their death.


Meanwhile, me and my Mrs. like Soloman and Sheeba
Me and my significant other are like royalty.


Sign of the times her Emilio Gucci sneakers, huh
Even her sneakers are designer and a sign of our wealth and luxury.


Ghetto literature, I damn near died from Bolivia
My life experiences are like a story from the ghetto, and I nearly died from drug trafficking in Bolivia.


It don't take much to get rid of ya, it's a sin for ya
It's easy for me to get rid of people who oppose me, and it's a sin against them.


Better call the minister
You'll need to call a priest or religious figure if you're in trouble with me.


I'm sorry grandmama for mistakes I have made
I apologize to my grandma for the mistakes I've made in my life.


When I aired family business, how you put me in my place
When I talked about our family's problems publicly, you scolded me and made me feel small.


Even my baby mama, I can't look you in the face
I feel guilty for the way I've treated my child's mother.


'Cause I can't do enough, you a symbol of God's grace
I wish I could do more for you because you represent God's blessings and grace.


So I place you in the flower bed, porcelain shower heads
I'll take care of your burial and make sure you have a nice tombstone and place to rest.


Throughout the house and keep the youngin's mouthes fed
I'll take care of my children and make sure they're provided for.


And when I'm gone, I hope it is said
I want people to remember me and speak well of me after I die.


I gave structure to the youth by the example I lead, huh
I hope that I have been a positive role model for young people in my community.


Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
I'm apologizing to my mom for my behavior and personality.


Got two hot rocks in my pocket
I have two valuable drugs in my possession.


Big home, palm trees and watches
I live in a big house with palm trees and have expensive watches.


My only accomplice is my conscious, uh
My only partner in crime is my own conscience.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Williams, Pharrell L / Thornton, Terrence Le Varr / Thornton Jr, Gene Elliott

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