G-Slide (Tour Bus)

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 [x2] Uh uh, no way, you can show me how You can show me how To G-slide [Chorus] Lil' Mama tour bus might ride through your town Take her time, show you how To do the G-slide, let me show you how To G-slide Let's Go! Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work G-slide for me (Hey) G-slide with me (Hey) G-slide with me (Hey) Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work G-slide for me (Hey) G-slide with me (Hey) G-slide with me (Hey) When I bump up on the track it's like (Whoop, there's it is) From the block parties to house parties I gets it in I'm a bump Bee's a knees And that's exactly what I meant Young beast from the East So you know I put it in I'm that ghetto gorgeous gangster girl With the fly G slide international (is wretch you know) By the way that I'm bounce on the track (you Know) You ain't never see a girl like this before (Oh no) My heart seems fly high We run until we die Run into dudes who Yapping and always trying to get by But I don't hear It goes in one ear and out the other Told him how to G-slide and he told his mother Get get down big Mama' I can dig it, you got it But when my block starts the G A stampede slidin' [Chorus] Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work (I put it work) [x3] Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work (Hey!) New shirt (New shirt) New kicks (New kicks) New Pants G-slide the new dance No auto maw We live in the new times Lil' ma must've artist for me Is the new grime More money, more money More shine She the princess of the city I'm her son boy shine Top the dime Shorty got cake like uh Duncan Hines, come on G-slide They be callin' me T in the hood 'cause I bring the Pain daddy And when the time is going down Make you ring daddy That mean you got to feel me Cause I'm might make you fly And if your G-slide slow You better pick it up G-slide with me Be shy do it See shorty lookin' over from the side viewin' I'm 'bout to hook him up And show him how to do it Slide right, slide left Hit time [Chorus] Lil' mama get it popping Stand on the streets so the people yell Just lookin' at me like No fair, I'm here, no fair And my heart gonna nip you girls I bet you gonna live no losses I switch verses like sauces That prego sauce be poppin' She so hot When I go bring them down to popping Now you tip and try to touch May end up with red spots When it's hot, then it's hot If it's ain't, then it's not Wait, you walk over There's no room up on the spot Cause I spot little creatures trying to turn beast (turn beast) Go feast They better turn because I'm red meat (meat) And it's wait wait to see me While I do it for TV In the hood In the hood Is probably where I must be [Chorus]