Mama Exo Lirik Novels & Stories

BIG KAI "Mama," "Who the hell is she?" "Mama, wha....." "Answer the damn question, boy!" she yelled, glaring at me. I felt Shawty gripping my hand. "Answer our mother, Kai." Imani chipped, adding to my fucking anger. I glared at her. She rolled her eyes and flipped her hair proudly. "I am talking to you, boy." Mama retorted, making me look at her. She is still glaring at me.

“You and I have unfinished business.” “Your mother is right outside the room,” Sasha said, her tone flat. “All I have to do is call for her and she’ll come. She feels so sorry for me, on account of all the abuse.” Enzo’s eyes returned to Sasha’s. “You’re right,” he said. “My mother would come running. IF she were here.” “What?” Sasha asked. “Right before I called you in here, I sent my mother to town. On an important errand,” Enzo said. “So you can call out all you want. But she’s not here to come running.”

However, unlike before, my chest didn't ache anymore. It just felt empty, like someone had scooped everything out, leaving behind nothing except silence. Maybe I was finally done crying over my ex. Taking a deep breath, I typed. “I'll be okay.” Maria immediately answered. “Stay away from social media for a few days. It’s the best option for your mental health.” Honestly, it was excellent advice, but I ignored it completely. I checked the posts while soaking in the bathtub, then read the comments during my morning yoga. By breakfast, I was already reading the news articles on the websites.

' and we saw how she stood in her chair with a speaker on her hand, She pressed it and loud Korean Kpop Music echoed on the whole bus Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh 2NE1 Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh You gotta ring the alarm Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh We 2NE1 Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Maria sang to it while waving her body in a dance. We are all laughing at her and some of our classmates video her while Sir Michael just scratches his head.

**** **SONG SEQUENCE STARTS** **** [I ain't gon' be cooking all day, I ain't your mama I ain't gon' do your laundry, I ain't your mama I ain't your mama, boy, I ain't your mama When you're gon' get your act together? I ain't your mama No, I ain't your mama No, I ain't your mama, no] **** **SONG SEQUENCE ENDS** **** "Who's going to be next? Any guesses?" Every girl was taking each other's names and suddenly Namit yelled, "My Sama." Hredhaan had to put his hand on his mouth and hide him. The girls look behind but then shrugged it off.

She ran her hands through that. Her hands were just on the surface, but it felt like she was touching my insides. I watched her face for any kind of discomfort or bad sign. There was none. She put her hands away gently as she placed them on her thigh. “Is everything okay?” Ares asked, and she paused before she finally nodded her head. “Mother and baby are fine.” She finally said, and Ares let out a sigh of relief. Then Mira turned to look at me. “Take such risks again, and you'll lose him.” I was about to start apologizing when my brain finally registered the whole thing that she was saying.

I lowered my hands with a sad expression, feeling hurt that they didn't even want me back. I turned to Maverick, who was struggling not to laugh and had turned around to hide his smile. "Sorry, I'll just go back and spend the rest of the time before returning," I said, turning toward the door to leave. "Who sat and watched my infant head When sleeping on my cradle bed, And tears of sweet affection shed? My Mother!" they both sang in unison, and I stopped in my tracks. "Welcome home, Mommy!" "Welcome home, honey," I also hear Maverick's voice and I turned around and saw the three of them now holding cardboard.

I felt guilty for ignoring her, but I couldn't look into her eyes three days ago, not with everything going on. I was a wreck. Just as I approached the doors, I froze as a familiar voice came through my mother's loving room. "You look pale. Are you sure you've been eating, dear?" My mother's voice rang out, and I stood at a distance, but I couldn't hear the words clearly with my distinctive earring, even though I was yet to walk into the room. "Yes, Luna, I've been... eating. I'm just tired, that's all," Diona's voice rang through, and I froze at the sound of her voice. I shook my head to clear my mind of the delusion, convincing myself she wasn't my mate to begin with.

she yells and winks at me. “What’s a bitch?” Curious Melinda asks out of nowhere. “Mum’s mother,” Miranda answers. Sienna laughs out and I glare at her. “Oh, a bitch is someone in jail,” Melinda mumbles thoughtfully. “Does that make mum’s dad a dog? He is in jail too,” Melinda asks. “Enough of the question Melinda,” Malcolm says. He takes my hand and pulls me away from Sienna and the twins. His lips met mine in a slow and passionate kiss, filled with promises of the future that lay ahead of us.

Suddenly she got a call from her Mom. “How are you feeling now?” “I'm fine, Mom. Don't worry about me. “What are you doing?” “I'm making fried chicken.” “Be careful. Don't put the kitchen on fire. You have never stepped in the kitchen. Doesn't Junseo have any maid at home?” “No, he doesn't have any maid.” “Okay, I will hang up now. Check your chicken. Don't let it burn.” Hearing her mother she focused on the stove and found her chicken burning. “Oh my Goddess!”