Lyrics:
on them titties
I live by the g code lil boy Ian friendly
I'm poppin I put on live dj envy
And trust me I bust on ha back like its in me
I made it my mama
I mean I mean
Y'all know what that is right?
I mean I mean
Y'all know what that is right?
Lil mama show me how you move it
Lil mama show
You a fuckin' pretender
My lil brother look at me
And he know it's own
Before I go to school he up jammin' my song
It's crazy cause I'm lookin' at
Him
see the price lil' mama (lil' mama)
I know you can fight lil' mama (woah)
But ion't want beef Mary J No Drama (No Drama)
Oh
Ugh
Look at this
Lil' sip
I mean I mean
Y'all know what that is right?
I mean I mean
Y'all know what that is right?
Lil' mama show me how you move it
Lil' mama
can melt this
I paint 'em up and they tailless
I pass a mil' like the damn quiz
Lil' mama say she won't suck dick
Lil' mama just want some new kicks
house haunted
I ain't kiddin' I ain't playin', fuck up your house party
Lil Tunechi
So DJ, won't you play some more songs?
'Cause we ain't got
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
lil mama lookin big in my Hummer
Mama on the corner, lil mama be a stunna
Fly to the hummer quick faster then a runner
Foot on the gas - ruuuuuum hender
coffee
Look what this game done taught me
Look mama look mama I'm soul on ice
Look mama look mama I'm soul on ice
Look mama look mama I'm soul on ice
Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where
blind deaf or crazy baby
playboy you can believe that
{B.G.}
How you luv it now playboy? Manny Fresh on the motherfuckin tracks boy.
{DJ
sayin'
You know you baby,
Mama wanna ride wit a G
'Cause she shakin' her ass to this
Mannie Fresh beat
I'm fly as a mothafuckers
High as a mothafuckers,
sayin'
You know you baby,
Mama wanna ride wit a G
'Cause she shakin' her ass to this
Mannie Fresh beat
I'm fly as a mothafuckers
High as a mothafuckers,
Lil' Jesus?
(Fuck niggas talkin' 'bout)
Look at the flick of my wrist woo, yeah
(It don't matter though
I'ma go right around 'em)
Look at the bitch that
fresh to death Versace my coffin when I decease
Lil mama look better and she could do better, but she gone bet on the kid
I got my groove back feeling
currency we got more diamonds
Look at them diamonds shinin', they shinin'
Make your bitch blind man we is so stupid
Migo Bands came with a whole lot of gold
blind deaf or crazy baby
playboy you can believe that
{B.G.}
How you luv it now playboy? Manny Fresh on the motherfuckin tracks boy.
{DJ
uh
I was stuck in it for real (for real)
.40 by my rib, I'm out there bustin' off them pills (I ain't lyin')
Try and tell my lil' bro, "Chill"
You know I love the way you freak me
Wana record it just so I can see the replay
Yea I wana run it back like a Dj
You know you make it look too easy
my caddy
Holler at me girl
Only if you got a fatty
One look at the booty
And lil mama had me like
Baby girl can I be yo Baby Daddy
Imma hit from
always get tripped by a van (skrrt)
I pop in my mama, my bitch, and even my baby mama whip a sedan
I just paid some bands with five-hundred grand, I'm
the drop
Lil nigga came from the bottom
Fresh off the block I'm serving the fiends
It's fresh out the pot
It's hot
This clabama nigga can't front a nigga
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