Lyrics Lil Mama - Young Thug

Lil Mama - Young Thug
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lil Mama , by -Young Thug
Song from the album: Lost Files
In the genre:Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Release date:10.08.2015
Song language:English
Record label:Gucci Mane 1017
Age restrictions: 18+

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Lil Mama
Penthouse top floor, money through the roof
Bleedin' like tycoon, Tampax too
I’m with your, flies in the room
Higher than the moon, water like, ayy
I could buy me any kinda coupe that I want
I’ma fuck me a bitch, I’ma kick my shit like a punt
I’ma crush me a Xan with a upper pill, ooh
Don’t need to ask, this jewelry real, ooh
Lil' mama, lil' mama, lil' mama, yeah
Lil' mama, lil' mama, lil' mama, yeah
Lil' mama, lil' mama, lil' mama, yeah
Lil' mama, lil' mama, lil' mama, yeah
I bought diamonds for the mistress in my past
Gold braces on my teeth, they fixed 'em fast
I put birds in a bag like I take out trash, mm
I got all green faces like the mask, mm
I could turn your mama on
Call Birdman, I brought the Stunna out
All I wanted you to do is tell me to leave and I’m out of your house
Ripley, believe it or not, I got bad freaky wives
Hunnid racks on the prize, I could send the bitch
All this shit in my eyes, it’s causing me never to lie
It’s the cause of my lack of trust if I look you right in your eyes, yeah
Penthouse top floor, money through the roof
Bleedin' like tycoon, Tampax too
I’m with your, flies in the room
Higher than the moon, water like, ayy
I could buy me any kinda coupe that I want
I’ma fuck me a bitch, I’ma kick my shit like a punt
I’ma crush me a Xan with a upper pill, ooh
Don’t need to ask, this jewelry real, ooh
Take the money off the dance floor, head right to a ho
Take the top off the Bentley, leave it at the store
Hunnid racks in twenties, fifties and hundreds, eeny-miny-moe
At the intercontinental with my Alabama folks
Got the coupe over 6−4, a hunnid thousand spokes
Ridin’d 'round kickin' kick doors and rockin' nigga
I don’t ever wanna kiss, not one of y’all hoes
Any one of y’all niggas play, y’all gon' die slow, yeah
I hope you hate me, I’ma do you shady
Don’t ever save me, no
I don’t play that caping, I don’t play that dating stuff
'Bout to lift the doors up, staring at the
Penthouse top floor, money through the roof
Bleedin' like tycoon, Tampax too
I’m with your, flies in the room
Higher than the moon, water like, ayy
I could buy me any kinda coupe that I want
I’ma fuck me a bitch, I’ma kick my shit like a punt
I’ma crush me a Xan with a upper pill, ooh
Don’t need to ask, this jewelry real, ooh
Lil' mama, lil' mama, lil' mama, yeah
Lil' mama, lil' mama, lil' mama, yeah
Lil' mama, lil' mama, lil' mama, yeah
Lil' mama, lil' mama, lil' mama, yeah

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