Marry Your Mom (BRADEN BOEHMER Remix)

This track opens with swirling atmospheric pads and abstract melodies, anchored by pulsing, distorted 808s and a smooth, rage-inspired bassline, Trippy synths and glitch textures weave in and out, while hypnotic, heavily auto-tuned, delayed, and reverb-soaked male vocals float over the evolving soundscape

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Remix on Braden's original track "Marry Your Mom"
https://suno.com/song/7dea93cc-7d03-411f-a76d-ae4fdc358877

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[Verse 1]
Every plan we made, I paid in gold
You asked her blessing like she owned your soul
Booked a trip, brought two Dior bags
One for her critiques, one for her nags
Dinner date set, she pulled a chair
I said "just us," she was already there
Felt like I was sharing my penthouse suite
With your mama’s ghost ready to give me heat

[Pre-Chorus]
She don’t like my shades, my watch, my laugh
You sip her tea like it's a champagne bath
You said, “She’s just protecting me”
But I was starving while she ate for free

[Chorus]
So go ahead, marry your mom
Sleep in her house, take all her calm
Call her first when things get hard
Hold her hand instead of my heart
Go ahead, marry your mom
Make her the bride in your sitcom
Tell her every fight we had
Then ask if you can take me back

[Verse]
I tried to chill,  to laugh it off 
But I won’t play third wheel in your mama’s loft
She picked your dress, your shoes, your car
Had me feelin’ like a guest lost in her power
You said, “You feel too much sometimes”
But she cried ‘cause I seasoned her eggs with chives
If this is love, I’ll take my Lambo and peace
Enjoy your vows with your centerpiece

[Pre-Chorus]
She don’t like my art, my cat, my voice
And you nod like you got no choice
You said, “She’s just a little intense”
But I was payin’ rent in your defense

[Bridge]
I wanted a queen, not a tag-along judge
Not a co-pilot that holds a grudge
I flexed too far, bent my gold chain
While she calculated what I'd gain
I gave you time, you gave her reign
And I just watched myself explain
But if she runs your map and keys
Then I’ll stop beggin’ just to breathe

[Final Chorus]
So go ahead, marry your mom
Tie the ribbon, sing the psalm
Let her pick your honeymoon
She’s been your compass since the womb
Go ahead, marry your mom
Let her tell you who you are
I’ll be gone, I’ll be fine
At least I married my own mind

[Final Drop]
Good luck, king. 
May she never audit your dreams.
Richmond out.

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Remix on Braden's original track "Marry Your Mom" https://suno.com/song/7dea93cc-7d03-411f-a76d-ae4fdc358877 ******************************************* [Verse 1] Every plan we made, I paid in gold You asked her blessing like she owned your soul Booked a trip, brought two Dior bags One for her critiques, one for her nags Dinner date set, she pulled a chair I said "just us," she was already there Felt like I was sharing my penthouse suite With your mama’s ghost ready to give me heat [Pre-Chorus] She don’t like my shades, my watch, my laugh You sip her tea like it's a champagne bath You said, “She’s just protecting me” But I was starving while she ate for free [Chorus] So go ahead, marry your mom Sleep in her house, take all her calm Call her first when things get hard Hold her hand instead of my heart Go ahead, marry your mom Make her the bride in your sitcom Tell her every fight we had Then ask if you can take me back [Verse] I tried to chill, to laugh it off But I won’t play third wheel in your mama’s loft She picked your dress, your shoes, your car Had me feelin’ like a guest lost in her power You said, “You feel too much sometimes” But she cried ‘cause I seasoned her eggs with chives If this is love, I’ll take my Lambo and peace Enjoy your vows with your centerpiece [Pre-Chorus] She don’t like my art, my cat, my voice And you nod like you got no choice You said, “She’s just a little intense” But I was payin’ rent in your defense [Chorus] So go ahead, marry your mom Sleep in her house, take all her calm Call her first when things get hard Hold her hand instead of my heart Go ahead, marry your mom Make her the bride in your sitcom Tell her every fight we had Then ask if you can take me back [Bridge] I wanted a queen, not a tag-along judge Not a co-pilot that holds a grudge I flexed too far, bent my gold chain While she calculated what I'd gain I gave you time, you gave her reign And I just watched myself explain But if she runs your map and keys Then I’ll stop beggin’ just to breathe [Final Chorus] So go ahead, marry your mom Tie the ribbon, sing the psalm Let her pick your honeymoon She’s been your compass since the womb Go ahead, marry your mom Let her tell you who you are I’ll be gone, I’ll be fine At least I married my own mind [Final Drop] Good luck, king. May she never audit your dreams. Richmond out.

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