Them that's got shall get
Them that's not shall lose
So the bible said and it still is news
Mama may have, papa may have (mama may have, papa may have)
But God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own (ooh-ooh)
Yes, the strong get smart
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't ever make the grade (ooh)
Mama may have, papa may have (ooh, ooh)
But God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own (ooh, ooh)
Money, you've got lots of friends
They're crowding around the door
When you're gone and spending ends
They don't come no more
Rich relations give crusts of bread and such
You can help yourself, but don't take too much
Mama may have, papa may have (mama may have, papa may have)
But God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own
God bless the child, the child that's got his own
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