Lyrics:
on!
Who's ass is in them jeans?
She got me like oooo
Tell me lil' mama what it do?
That shit poking tell me what's the vibes babe
You can spend
It's crazy out here (uhhhhhhh)
Yo mama I'm tryin to keep my head strong (whats up Mystikal?)
Uhhhhhh! (uhhhhhh) I'm just a ghetto child trying
[Intro: people whispering]
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost)
What did y'all discover?
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's
Yeah, yeah I'm, y'all know what it is
Yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm
Yeah I'm
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how
the carnal mind, Lil boy, It's not what you think it is (Nah)
Came to set the record straight, I'm switching up the standards (Standards)
So clean when I
If you were in my shoes you know that you wouldn't make it
I don't care what you heard lil boy I'm not basic
I got a 3 5 in this Wood that I'm Facing
are not me
It took a lot to get what I got, this is not free (this is not free)
Wait for the drop, fuck goin' pop, like niggas is not street (swerve)
my uncle Alchemist puff
I strike a birdie on 'em, while I hit your mouth with the club
I wake up early on 'em, gettin' out the house is a must
It's
not at Home on holiday
You won't believe your baby Mama flirt and double date
I don't mean to hate
It didn't take a sec to know that Shoddy is fake
Now
rooks
To make the run getting' it done ..
With the advantage of bein' so young
Nobody cared about what had begun ..
Then by the end of '91
He was the kid
[Hook : Aspika Spoila]
Cameras keep flashing
Paparazzi chasing
Questions they keep asking
They say life is fast
And I wonder what it's like to be
body and it came with a tint
Money well spent
Left the lot and took it right to my mama
Man, she was proud
How is it fast and why is it loud
Mama, I
think 'bout you
I talk 'bout you to all my brothers
My whole family know you
And you have the love by my mother now baby
Tell me what it is tell me what
a fuck, by myself, I'ma live it up
Lil' boy turnt a man, but lil' boy, been a grown man, outchea
Fending for myself, mama, I appreciate the help
Like how
and I'm a do it with honesty
Got some fans really hoping they follow me
Gonna give em' all I got I hope they proud of me
Keep it simple lil mama on the side
mama
A lot of bad bitches still livin' with they mama
I do it, I stick it
I stick it, I do it
Suppressor, I'm pressure, but this is, a Uzi
I fuck
nigga, you know I got it all under control man
(I mean, last time you said this, she gonna do?.)
Hey lil' mama what the dil?
I be real give it to you how
malyaina，she is my queen
mami rita，That's what a mean it
继续这种感觉 继续的掉
毫不避讳的声音继续make it loud
就像打开了所有味觉 加对了料
get more hot（high）bae可以直接走一道
first time你的一个眼神直接意会
2 lil
Don't do what you do cause that's fake
Imma go spend up this paper not owing no favors
Lil mama got bakery cake
Real talk yo that goes is a baddy
I'm
play
On different teams
This is the way
And this is how its gonna stay
I have you captivated
Cuz the truth is a what i say
Getting paid by
Talking slowly for
Hours as I lay down on the floor
Keep you warm enough
Isn't that what love is for
Bound by broken starts
The brightest eyes appear
Santa and I tell him what I want
Every day, I put it on, hit the 'Gram and strike a pose
Don't even ask me where I'm at, bitch, I'm always in my tote
(Lil' Wayne)
I strike a load
you get served like we toke with
fake busta get smoked with
aproach it
I explode it
unload it
reload it
unload
trying to hit it, but lil mama wanna fuck
Money, Money, Money, Yeah I love to run it up
Bezel on my belt, yeah I flash it in the front
I don't want yo
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