Lyrics:
be-a
Don't ya tell your mama
Mama's gonna tell-a papa
There's-a nothin' to it
Come on baby let's-a do it
Hey mambo, mambo italiano
Hey mambo,
yeah, yeah
Hey baby girl you're so fine
Tell me what's on your mind
You dance on that pole baby I don't mind yeah, yeah, yeah
You dance on that pole baby
Lovely.
She flexible and don't you wish we all were flexible enough to
Dance now?
Dance little children now
The whole round world is your neighborhood.
Steer me on
Take my hands and make me dance
I am only whole in your hands
Through the eyes of a puppet
By the hands of the puppeteer
Through the eyes
AM, I'm posted (I'm posted)
All in my Jansport
Moving to Utah, run with
Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
propaganda
And he's talking 'bout the end of days
Well cheers to the vodka mama's been sneakin'
Let's all gather 'round and pray
Hush, hush, don't you dare
do too much, you can ask my mama
I be on everything (everything)
She be like, "Baby, just chill", uh
I be like, "Baby, shit real"
I looked in your
painted with whiskey
Oh, you could fall asleep without your booze if your tried
But you picked your poisons to run your life
And I know we've all got these
grammar I I just wanna by my mama a phantom
I remember she told me have to good manners imma do for you you was dad and Santa
Lookin for paradise in life
If my sister tour bus, ride through your town
You're gonna have a problem
Tell um Lil' Mama!
Uh uh, no way, you can show me how
Uh uh, no way, you
doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
last name blacks
Everybody telling me that TNT we love ya
Still a young cool boy shifted threw the loby
Old ass bitch still staying in your mama's
Low
(yeah)
Pick your poison, either listen in or skip the noise
Hit the ditch or redeploy, pick your choice
Speak your voice and keep rejoicing
Ain't nobody
poison, either listen in or skip the noise
Hit the ditch or redeploy, pick your choice
Speak your voice and keep rejoicing
Ain't nobody wanna be trippin'
and spicy food
I'm just asking questions don't mean to be rude
But can you see as wide as me with your slanted eyes
Hey, don't shoot the messenger I read
standin' in front of your face
Don't try to fight the feelin'
We've got to live in the moment
I'm ready whenever you say so
You don't have to dance
one affected by the poison and the mindset she gave me, the ride wasn't wavy
Maybe if I died, then nobody ever give a shit, feeling it
Feeling my
a hotbox feelin' like a sauna
Blow it fast, so we don't slow dance
We hit the strip club, she help me throw bands
Don't waste your time tryna take me,
pain
Lost myself in the rain
Poison flowin through my brain
It's so hard to maintain
Chase the bag by any means
Don't let anybody crush your dreams
You
don't let them see you crawl
Don't let them see you fall, all they want
To do is laugh when you tear your draws
It's a cold world, nigga, bring bomber
don't need someone
Lying next to you to help
You got the weight of my world
In the palm of your hands
Step back, deep breath
We don't have to dance
Too
of the poison, sweetest as the bloom
Don't you try to stand your ground
'Cause you're only coming home
Through the heart of fire
You're home, found
a player
But I never could play
I'll make you mine again
Let me give you something that can change your mind again
I will be right by your side when you
slow and get your arm caught in that bar
My mind tricks is that I'm Jedi by birth
Christmas Eve is when my mama blessed earth
What's the universal tone
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