Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hey Ma, artist - The Diplomats.
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Hey Ma |
I like it, you like it |
I love it, you love it |
You want it, I gut it |
There’s no need for you to be afraid |
Yo, where my baby at? |
Not home |
I heard her drop’s chrome |
V-12, uh-oh my little girl done got grown |
Stocks grown, whereabouts are not known |
But she check on the kid- hit the block phone |
See you beat your girl |
You need to free your girl |
Let her breathe, B, go see the world |
Wanna lock it down like she on punishment |
That’s why every time I hit it dog, I punish it |
Let me tell ya why I seen you many times |
Can’t describe the way you make me feel |
Hang over his or mine, you gut me feelin' high |
Could chemistry be the real? |
Boy it’s so true that I’m wanting you |
Can we hook up and spend some time? |
You’re the first one, boy the only one |
That’s always on my mind |
In a summer day, in the winter time |
When you breathe the heat, gutta make you mine |
And I’m liking all the things you do |
Can I get the chance to know you, so come on |
I like it, you like it |
No need to front when I’m around |
I love it, you love it |
That’s why you keep on starin' me down |
You want it, I gut it |
And I’m telling you that |
There’s no need for you to be afraid |
I like it |
So you walkin' by, again you caught my eye |
I knew right then you were the one I needed in my life |
So chocolate and fine, I nearly lost my mind |
When you graced me with your presence for the second time |
Let’s get together and do whatever |
There’s no need for you to waste your time |
Wanna make moves, if it’s alright with you |
Hit me up so we can chill sometime |
Hey Ma, what’s up? |
Yes, you rather high |
That car I copped? |
I just had to drop |
It for you though- paint the thing apricot |
When you take off, you’ll feel like an astronaut |
When I get pulled, Mom, I say pass the glock |
Stash the rocks, F cops, smash the drop |
Watch them go from Ben and turn to dope Shay |
Via speaker Louie now her gold is rosy |
Hey Ma, what’s up? |
Let’s slide- I gut the ride parked right outside |
And once again we must discuss something |
Calm down, don’t touch nothin' |
Remember I still ain’t crush nothin' |
I ain’t tryin' a be rude |
I’m liking your groove, liking your move |
The red stripe on your shoes |
Those are Prada, right? |
Damn, I’m her type |
She tryin to get to know me |
I’m trying to pop tonight cuz |
(I like it, you like it) |
So let’s do it- let’s move it baby |
Once again we up the west side |
Only difference is she leaning on my left side |
Playin with this, damn! |
I call Cam, know he waitin for this shit |
Phone rings (know he waitin for this) |
Yo, Cam (What up?) |
I stuffed (Say word) |
That’s right (That's right) |
(And ya’ll got it on toniiiight) |
I like the way you move the things you do to me |
Your smile got me feelin' you |
Your attitude your style goes out on 23 |
I know you’re feelin' me |
I like it, you want it, so get up on it! |