| Pull up in my whip, like come here lil' mama
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| Not you, I was talkin' to your partner
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| Yeah you, why you keep playing games?
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| I see you all the time, you won’t tell me your name
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| I just wanna know if you think pleasure is pain
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| Have you ever did it in the rain
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| Do you like D-Boyz? |
| Do you smoke mary-jane?
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| I know you know my name, all the rippers talk about me
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| But they’ll never tell a good about a nigga
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| All they ever tell is the hood about a nigga
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| Where your boyfriend at, I never seen you wit a nigga
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| I know you like my swagga, cause you can’t stop smiling
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| I’m bout whatever you bout, so mammi what you hollerin'?
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| I’m in your hair, every time you pass me
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| Cause I can never let a pretty face just pass me
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| If you was my boss you can sexual harass me
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| I try to holla, but she don’t give me no play
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| I be on the block where she walk past everyday
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| I ain’t gotta be your man, that pussy let me borrow
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| She said no but I’mma try again tomorrow
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| I need a name, a number, and an address
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| You playing hard to get like you a motherfucking actress
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| But lil' mama I can play that game too
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| I ain’t trippin' I make women chase me too
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| Give it to them good, then they lase me boo
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| All I need is a night, all I need is a fight
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| Seven forty-seven, baby we could do it right
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| Squeeze me real tight when I’m up in the middle
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| I know I’m sweatin' a lot, put a nigga of skittles
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| Girl I got neighbors, put your face in the pillow
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| Hit it all night, in the mornin' ate cereal
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| Said she wasn’t a freak but you know I didn’t believe her though
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| I got in right where I fitted
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| Lil' mama she was on me like it fitted
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| Yeah, she know a nigga stay kiddin'
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| Say I was gon' hit it and man I hit it
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| Lil mama I heard you fucking wit a bitch nigga
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| You pulled up in his car, and I be like you with this nigga
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| You need to step your game, never fuck with a rich nigga
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| I rap now but I use to push kicks nigga
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| Every time you see me I’m in brand new kicks nigga
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| Lil' mama you been on my mind lately
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| I’ve seen you in them shorts and that ass looking cakey
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| You get me in a room, baby girl you gon' rape me
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| Get the camera and videotape me
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| My baby mama, two kids couldn’t brake me
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| I gave you my number but you don’t ever use it
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| I just want you and your two-piece in the jacuzzi
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| See you in the turf and I’m feelin' on your booty
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| I can make you feel like the girls in the movies
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| I stay fly in that brand new Gucci
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| I finally hit it and it was real juicy
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| I ain’t gotta be your man, that pussy let me borrow |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Try Again Tomorrow, artist - J. Stalin. Album song Gas Nation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп