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I've always been more of a grandma's boy but I love my mom to death even if I don't show it enough 
Love your mom brehs
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We do the same damn thing breh. She nags me all the time, but she always say," I only do it, because your my baby, even though you grown, and we don't agree on everything, you still my child, you still my baby."me and moms butt heads all the time but its a love/hate thing. she never says i love youbut she loves hugs. old lady drives me crazy but il die for her
God bless her soul. :justdamn:
Malik1time
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Even if you don't have anything to say, the call only gotta be like one mintue, just tell her you just wanted to say hey, and hear her voice. That's all it takes for her to know how much she feels appreciated.Thanks breh, in all seriousness, I'll have to start doing that. I always think about doing it, but I never do
Ay, show grandma love too. Grandma is the next best thing to a mother, even if you didn't have your real mom in your life. Grandmas out here too breh.I've always been more of a grandma's boy but I love my mom to death even if I don't show it enough
DamienWayne
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Yep. I love my mother.
Man I couldn't agree more. If I ever need anything I know moms got my back.
My mom, she wippin up in the kitchen again. :shebad:who cutting onions
Just called my moms just to talk to her
Moms got over 40k or so left on her home to pay off.
I decided, I will pay that shyt off, fukk that 535i. I'ma surprise her and pay off her mortgage, either for Christmas or for her birthday.
Love your moms brehs
Moms got over 40k or so left on her home to pay off.
I decided, I will pay that shyt off, fukk that 535i. I'ma surprise her and pay off her mortgage, either for Christmas or for her birthday.
Love your moms brehs
SheWantTheD
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That's good man.
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Jesus Loves you...Your Cat doesn't. {#Dogset}
Growing up Mom's had a breh semi spoiled, copping a Super Nintendo and 7 games fresh out the JC Penny Catalogue and other shyt. Even when she started to slow up on copping me videogames, she helped nurtured a breh's love for reading by making sure I got all the books and shyt I wanted since the Island I love on never really had a wide variety of books to purchase short of local/Caribbean shyt, (Which I exhausted as well).
Whenever we went on Holiday she'd let a breh go buck wild in them bookstores, picking up like 2 to 300 hundred dollars worth of books regardless of the content 'cause she know i'd read 'em all and cherish 'em. Even down to Music, she'd cop cds for me through a friend at the radio station who could order albums'n'shyt, since back in the day the few music stores we had more catered to Rap/gospel/local shyt. I remember when she copped BloodSugarSexMagik and Are you Gonna go my way with a fresh cd player to play them shyts on too.
Even when I started fukking up during my last two years of highschool and pretty much fukked off to go the UK to live after a falling out with my pops and in turn her at the time, she always made sure a breh was alright up there, looking to send a breh money and what's not even though I was self sufficient enough.
She gave me enough freedom to grow into my own man, while making sure I had all the tools necessary to be a good one too whilst Pops just metted out unreasonable punishment, didn't buy/feed/teach/show us shyt other than a belt or some fukk ass chore (Still can't forgive this nikka for making me dig a drainage ditch by myself while I was frying my brain with a fukking Fever.
).
That kind of love made me come up off of my gambling winnings and car fund (35K total) to make sure she got that New Jeep she driving when the fukk ass bank she was with was giving her a hard time despite her having the salary and good standing for some shyt like that. One of the happiest days of my life is seeing her freak out in her office when I told her that the car downstairs wasn't mine and was hers.
Seeing my mom's feeling kinda down even though she wouldn't show it fukking hurt my heart, breh, and even though we fought and still do over petty shyt, she knows she can always rely on me, no matter what the circumstance and I know I can do the same for her. It's a wonderful feeling breh. I think the only thing I've got left to give her is a few grandkids to dote on.....but that's for later.
I love you Mommy.
Whenever we went on Holiday she'd let a breh go buck wild in them bookstores, picking up like 2 to 300 hundred dollars worth of books regardless of the content 'cause she know i'd read 'em all and cherish 'em. Even down to Music, she'd cop cds for me through a friend at the radio station who could order albums'n'shyt, since back in the day the few music stores we had more catered to Rap/gospel/local shyt. I remember when she copped BloodSugarSexMagik and Are you Gonna go my way with a fresh cd player to play them shyts on too.
Even when I started fukking up during my last two years of highschool and pretty much fukked off to go the UK to live after a falling out with my pops and in turn her at the time, she always made sure a breh was alright up there, looking to send a breh money and what's not even though I was self sufficient enough.
She gave me enough freedom to grow into my own man, while making sure I had all the tools necessary to be a good one too whilst Pops just metted out unreasonable punishment, didn't buy/feed/teach/show us shyt other than a belt or some fukk ass chore (Still can't forgive this nikka for making me dig a drainage ditch by myself while I was frying my brain with a fukking Fever.
).That kind of love made me come up off of my gambling winnings and car fund (35K total) to make sure she got that New Jeep she driving when the fukk ass bank she was with was giving her a hard time despite her having the salary and good standing for some shyt like that. One of the happiest days of my life is seeing her freak out in her office when I told her that the car downstairs wasn't mine and was hers.
Seeing my mom's feeling kinda down even though she wouldn't show it fukking hurt my heart, breh, and even though we fought and still do over petty shyt, she knows she can always rely on me, no matter what the circumstance and I know I can do the same for her. It's a wonderful feeling breh. I think the only thing I've got left to give her is a few grandkids to dote on.....but that's for later.I love you Mommy.
HUSSLA'S P.
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Coli doesn't love their dads.