Lyrics:
mama
And dad probably get mad, actin' lame sometimes, uh
Look, The Sideline Story came out September of 2011
Ib said around that time
We was
in my ear the same size as baseballs
Where they at they lost I don't thank they on my level
Lil mama thank I'ma bite her with this alligator sweater
I gotta be the one that they look up to
Went from Lil Toot to Uncle Toot, then Papa Toot, so
I gotta do what I feel like is best
Hit the road, go get
a freestyle, this off of the dome
Hit a lil' nigga with the chrome
Look at Woo, look how he's grown that nigga ain't even grown
Damn, that nigga so damn cold
I'm
believe in me
I'm smoking cali weed this top of the line
My chick exotic by the name just know she finer than fine
Fresh off the island guess that why she
Yep [Trina]
G's up [Lil Scarppy]
Im back [Trina]
Trina trina [Lil Scrappy]
That's Right [Trina]
I done stepped my game up and sexed my frame up
Mama told yah eat your mthrfckin veggies
Bitch I'm smuckers with the jam wonder why you feeling jelly
I'm the shit a lil smelly you gon see me
party everybody by the pool (Splash)
Homie a lil faded he might go and act a fool (Crazy)
But when it comes to the ladies Mr. Cool Cat (Cat)
Hit him with
'cause we're about to go down
and you know just what to do
wave your hands in the air like you don't care
gilde by the people as they start to look
Yo
Sup
Dedicated to my homie Lil' Terry
Rest in peace
Front Hood Crip
That n*gga DJ Vau a/k/a Lex Diamond
151 Piru, knawmsayin?
Not long back when I
sister had a 2001 tinted and rimmed up...
J: I take care of my baby mama's like we still together...
M: When my brother get out of jail, man, I'ma buy him
Got it by the bird and he got it by the quarter.
Cocaine,
So he keep one in the holster,
Colombian connects, so they call him Lil' Sosa.
Gotta try
just want you here right by my side
Don't want you to leave lil' mama
I thought we would be in this thing for life
Guess that's how that be lil' mama
of times
In K.R West
Can't forget slept with a W fresh
A Big shot upon freestyle from the shit thirty pieces
Let's do this for the people
Let's make
the light
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Oh, but Mama, that's where the fun is
Ooh yeah
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was
the light
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Oh, but Mama, that's where the fun is
Ooh yeah
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was
Free the guys, man, you know we gon' hold this shit down
By the time you look up, that shit gonna be over with
And it's back to ballin'
Come pick you
[DJ Scratches]
It Goes Bliss and Eso
Gallop though your metro
Droppin fresh shit what part you don't get bro?
One for the fun and Two for the crew
I am a legend, fresh prince, I don't settle for defeat
Bitch I am godsent, stop all the nonsense I am not one to compete
I'm in my own lane, SKRRRT
with my ruler
Look, little mama, this Big Daddy Kane will ruin ya
You need Dr. Dre to get biz on ya
So I slide to your crib and drop a few Crustified
this was a sweet lick 7.62 gave him a surprise
Damn look what these racks do pay for the shooter to knock off your hairdo
Fresh as fuck you know it it
(J-Syah)
Damn lil mama thick for real
Shake that shit baby
I know you see that shit bruh
Damn she thick fa real
Hook
Shake it baby Shake it
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
the pound yeah
I bring it in by the pound
I bring it in by the pound yeah
I bring it in outta town yeah
No I ain't playing around yeah
Lil boy gone get gun
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