Lil Mamma
Another Late night in the club mixed
Tryna throw a lotta bands on a bad bitch
Hands on her toes
She a bad lil pro
Don't confuse her for no hoe
But she look like a hoe
She gotta
Head down shaking ass on a handstand
Man down if you running out of cash man
If you ain't throwing that cash
she ain't shaking no ass
She ain't showing no titty
But she always fuck wit me
She gonna
Look back
And thrown that ass on my lap
She said
Tell me big boy can you handle that
She took me to the red room
She want this dick I assume
She took off all her damn clothes
And Started bussing on poles
She always
Lookin like she really want this dick
I'm always
Lookin like you can have this shit
Girl tell me what's up
Is you tryna get up
We can makin' something shake
Let me buss on that cake agh!
Shake it mamma
Shake it mamma
Shake that ass
Shake it mamma
Work it mamma
Shake that ass
If you ain't got no money
You don't see no ass
If you got that money
She gone shake it fast
Shake it mamma
Shake it mamma
Shake that ass
Shake it mamma
Work it mamma
Shake that ass
If you got that money
Betta make it last
If you got that money
She gone shake that ass
Yo
Mamma
I ain't mad at you
You remind me of me
I be on my hustle shit too
She swear on her soul
She don't fuck for tha dough
She just climb them damn poles
And give ya ass a good show ayye
Lil mamma ain't gotta lie to me
I already know that lil pussy ain't free U see
She stays on her grind
Keep that cash on her mind
She ain't wasting no time
Make them boys wait in line
She ain't
She ain't playing
She ain't takin no breather
You got that money out
Shit,
She call that shit that's the teaser
All you see is them legs
By the top of your head
Now she took your lil bread
leave you broke
Pockets dead
She be looking for something
Walking round she be strutin'
We she finds what she's looking
Pussy hot it be cooking
She be dancing in tha mirror
What's her name?
She Namira
She one hell on a stripper
Make ya pull down yo zipper
Aye
Shake it mamma
Shake it mamma
Shake that ass
Shake it mamma
Work it mamma
Shake that ass
If you ain't got no money
You don't see no ass
If you got that money
She gone shake it fast
Shake it mamma
Shake it mamma
Shake that ass
Shake it mamma
Work it mamma
Shake that ass
If you got that money
Betta make it last
If you got that money
She gone shake that ass
Tryna throw a lotta bands on a bad bitch
Hands on her toes
She a bad lil pro
Don't confuse her for no hoe
But she look like a hoe
She gotta
Head down shaking ass on a handstand
Man down if you running out of cash man
If you ain't throwing that cash
she ain't shaking no ass
She ain't showing no titty
But she always fuck wit me
She gonna
Look back
And thrown that ass on my lap
She said
Tell me big boy can you handle that
She took me to the red room
She want this dick I assume
She took off all her damn clothes
And Started bussing on poles
She always
Lookin like she really want this dick
I'm always
Lookin like you can have this shit
Girl tell me what's up
Is you tryna get up
We can makin' something shake
Let me buss on that cake agh!
Shake it mamma
Shake it mamma
Shake that ass
Shake it mamma
Work it mamma
Shake that ass
If you ain't got no money
You don't see no ass
If you got that money
She gone shake it fast
Shake it mamma
Shake it mamma
Shake that ass
Shake it mamma
Work it mamma
Shake that ass
If you got that money
Betta make it last
If you got that money
She gone shake that ass
Yo
Mamma
I ain't mad at you
You remind me of me
I be on my hustle shit too
She swear on her soul
She don't fuck for tha dough
She just climb them damn poles
And give ya ass a good show ayye
Lil mamma ain't gotta lie to me
I already know that lil pussy ain't free U see
She stays on her grind
Keep that cash on her mind
She ain't wasting no time
Make them boys wait in line
She ain't
She ain't playing
She ain't takin no breather
You got that money out
Shit,
She call that shit that's the teaser
All you see is them legs
By the top of your head
Now she took your lil bread
leave you broke
Pockets dead
She be looking for something
Walking round she be strutin'
We she finds what she's looking
Pussy hot it be cooking
She be dancing in tha mirror
What's her name?
She Namira
She one hell on a stripper
Make ya pull down yo zipper
Aye
Shake it mamma
Shake it mamma
Shake that ass
Shake it mamma
Work it mamma
Shake that ass
If you ain't got no money
You don't see no ass
If you got that money
She gone shake it fast
Shake it mamma
Shake it mamma
Shake that ass
Shake it mamma
Work it mamma
Shake that ass
If you got that money
Betta make it last
If you got that money
She gone shake that ass
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