Sweet Mother - Skepta

Sweet mother I no go forget you

For the suffer wey you suffer for me

Mom, mom, mom you know you’re my number one

Mom you know you’re my number one

And I know actions speak louder than words too but I’m telling you now I love

you mom

I love you mom

For all the big things and all the little little stuff you’ve done

And I know actions speak loud, but they can’t speak louder than the crowd

When I say you were ???

rude to my mumsie

I’m a nice guy but I can get ugly

I’m a grime guy bit I can get funky

And me without mom is like cornflakes without the milk

I love my mom like garnet silk

But I don’t wanna get locked up like .?

So God forgive me If I bust my nine

Sweet mother I no go forget you

For the suffer wey you suffer for me

Listen to this mom

This songs worth much more than a kiss mom

Worth more than a bracelet on the wrist mom

And you know me dad, I’m your first son

And I will never let nobody diss mom

I don’t know another love like this mom

How can your love make me happy as Larry

But still sometimes make cry like ???

mom

Mom Better Know that I will always take care of two younger brothers and my sis

mom

I know we argue, but it’s all crisp mom

Me and JME are like ???

mom

It’s okay leave that sit down

You just made it through let me wash up the dish mom

You deserve it, you gave birth to two of the biggest grime artist in the bizz

mom

Sweet mother I no go forget you

For the suffer wey you suffer for me

I love you mom, it’s the deepest love

The deepest feeling

And if you love your mom

Let me see your middle finger and index finger touching the ceiling

And say 'BRRAP' 'BRRAP'

Cause if it wasn’t for your mom you wouldn’t be breathing

And I know I don’t normally MC like this

But you know what it’s not a MC ting

I’m not a ???

son

That’s not me don

I love my sweet mom

She brought me up properly

She never let me come home at all hours of the evening

Cause when I was bad, she made me stand in the corner

And put my hands up

It was either that or get a beating

Sweet mother I no go forget you

For the suffer wey you suffer for me