| She’s tougher than she looks
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| Her heart has a strong right hook
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| For all the hard times that we went through
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| There’s nothing that she wouldn’t do
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| For me and my baby sister
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| And that woman in that picture
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| Ain’t just a woman in that picture
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| That’s my mama, and I call her
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| A warrior, a fighter
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| A get back up, a never say die
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| A keep on getting stronger
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| A hanging just a little bit longer
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| For every one step back there’s two steps forward
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| A warrior
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| Up before the sun
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| And praying to the one that blessed her
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| With patience and foul tips
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| Ain’t no doubt this where my mama gets it
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| That blood in my mama’s veins
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| She reminds me that it came
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| From the other woman in that picture
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| That’s my grandma, and I call her
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| A warrior, a fighter
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| A get back up, a never say die
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| A keep on getting stronger
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| A hanging just a little bit longer
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| For every one step back there’s two steps forward
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| A warrior
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| The blood that’s in my veins
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| I know that it came from a warrior, hm, yeah
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| Oh, yeah, a warrior
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| Oh, yeah
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| She’s a warrior, a fighter
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| A get back up, a never say die
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| A keep on getting stronger
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| A hanging just a little bit longer
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| For every one step back there’s two steps forward
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| A warrior |