lil' mama I wanna bone lil' mama, so I'm wrong lil' mama Yeah, that's the number to my phone lil' mama I'm from a calm lil' mama, so won't you shake it
And we don't buy no drinks at the bar We pop champagne 'cause we got that dough Let me hear you say aah If you want me, say aah And we don't buy no
I take you somewhere exotic Where we can blow chronic A full clip for a lil drama You know I ain't a hoe Snap yo bitch Lil mama you know you wanna
thing you know Shawty got low low low low, low low low low Whoa, shawty Yea she was worth the money Lil mama took my cash And I ain't want it back
do it anywhere, anyhow, I'm down for anything Couple of humps, give a nigga goosebumps This junk in my trunk ain't made for chumps When lil' Kim's around you don't
(let's do it again) Old school homies did nothin' but block red (do it a) Stay gon' off the old E and pop Zan's (let's do it again) Mama had to mourn
with me the whole let, bitch, why don't yo pop beeky call the trone so much shy, so much tikky tikky I hate the womens, mother fucker, won't you come
as long as I don't touch it I said, "Now, why the hell, would I wanna interrupt it?" Now baby, make it sway Just make them hips pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
we could roll, oh Pop, lock and drop it Pop, lock and drop it Pop, lock and drop it Pop, lock and drop it Pop, lock and drop it Pop, lock and drop it Pop
on stage Aka Lil'Mama Ah look at these two chains They aka retarted Yeah, regardless I'm a keep on gettin' grawlers And I pop her pussy Like I pop my
was a fiend and I know Told Mama I don't want to be that please don't let me be that She cried and said baby be strong they wrong mama cuz you raised
it slow I'm not gonna rush the stroke So she can get a Sexual eruption, cut it up middle pop Sexual eruption mama gonna sex you up Sexual eruption keep it up don't
Then pop in the night cuz it's meant to be ours We keep a fade away shot cuz we ballin' It's platinum Patron that be ours Lil' mama, I owe you just like
[ chorus ] x2 yeahhh.. losin my mind hey hey.. losin my mind hey bitch.. losin my mind hey hey.. losin my mind she pop one time pop two times pop three
me She licked me And now she wanna kiss me Bitch back back I don't no where your lips be It seems to be at night Sorry to say lil mama I'm call it a
t buy know drinks at the bar We pop champagne cause we got that dough Let me hear you say Aah (Aah, Aah, Aah, Aah) Say Aah (Aah, Aah, Aah, Aah) And we don't
yeah paychecks on paychecks and I still want payback and I still don't play that I kill on asap and you don't do sh-t but get money all day p-ssy shoes
loompa Young tutor teach you n-ggas how to do this Shame on a hater, we dont pop charts, so the bread pop up like pop tarts Red coupe, hot sauce, bitches
