Lyrics:
buffer
At all of my shows (Woo)
I'm feelin real fancy
I might strike a pose (Woo)
Hold up lil bitch
You know how this go (Yeah yeah)
Ima just do it
I lose
get away with murder
Ever heard of Asperger's? It's a rare condition
It's what you're suffering from when you simply don't care if it's an
Eighty
me fightin' these 3 Strikes
Showin' up in court fuck what you thought it's three nights
I put the game down first put my niggas up on it
Now we
to the right (to the right)
Ok what we gone be on today Lil mama (aye)
Better yet what we on tonight uh
Watch me do ten times better
Level up to kehlani
By that
We get the drop, we gettin' busy Pussy boy, you know what's up
I keep a .40 on my waist, you know I keep that glizzy tuck
It's nasty, so I want his
strike a pose, look
You step in this league, it's for pros, I'm throwin' the fists and some bows
Just look at my wrist, I promise it's froze
I'm destined
status
King Shiesty, slimy lil' dude (Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
Losin' relations with my family, it's been six months
over, touch your toes
Break it down, let it roll
Bring it up and strike a pose
Freak it like you want it, though
Baby, you's a bad honey
Hands down,
Hey what's happinin' homie
It's your lil' one Plies man
I ran across da eyes of a lil' baby da other day homie
Lil' mama so bad she had me
Hey what's happinin' homie
It's your lil' one Plies man
I ran across da eyes of a lil' baby da other day homie
Lil' mama so bad she had me
my peeps, it's only right that I splurge
And any nigga trippin' now, I leave him right by the curb
And I don't go to sleep mama so good night ain't
my peeps, it's only right that I splurge
And any nigga trippin' now, I leave him right by the curb
And I don't go to sleep mama so good night ain't
live.
Hahahaha
Lil homie, lil homie, lil homie, where the homie?
What you on? What you on? Is you my little homie?
Lil homie, lil homie, haha
(Ay ay
let me get a view
Sundress poppin', I can tell it's brand new
I woke up feelin' good, cause the sun is out
And I heard you got a little attitude
Sounds glorious don't it (yeah nigga)
Victorious don't it
Told you I'll be back (you know what this shit is nigga)
This what they came to see my
them trumpets
Yeah
Ima play with that bitch
Yeah she my lil strumpet
Bend that ass over
Baby come on let me thump it
Choppa hit a nigga
Make him look
think his baby mama is smokin' 'cause she's always broke
And the young girls is dressin' more and more sleazy
And everybody and they mama talkin' 'bout
on my own
Can't mama Melody was too raw
By the collar n leash ima dawg
The picture is clear
Gotta go beyond the near
Life for a new meaning and feel
I
What we doing, Flex?
They see us, Funk Flex, Meek Mill, 017
I mean, why not?
Dreamchasers in the building
You know what it is
Philly, New York City,
the bakery
Fakery in the bakery
Twist my leg
Arch my back
A lil fakery
Strike a pose
Hoe
Its all in the hips
That don’t even exist
Stunt on these hoes
Stunt
How you gon' act when the cameras flash?
Would you strike a pose?
Would you double back?
Can you withstand the pressure?
And how you gon' move
think his baby mama is smokin' 'cause she's always broke
And the young girls is dressin' more and more sleazy
And everybody and they mama talkin' 'bout
Came in hot from outer space
Aye, life is what you make
Told you we gon be okay
We could take our time
It's just you and I
You said you gon' ride
Is it
did it by yourself, you don't need nobody else
Cause mama, you the truth
Cause you got us out the hood, we was livin' in the zoo, yeah
Mama, you
Discuss these what it is strike a pose by lil mama Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In