On Mamas
I ain't, I ain't really worry about a bitch
I swear this niggas really full of shit
All this niggas full of shit
On mamas, on mamas
On mamas, on mamas
On mamas, on mamas
I'm ready for the east
On mamas, you can catch me in the streets
Catch me in the street
On mamas I ain't got suck of ...
What the fuck you talk about
Don't speak on me
If you really don't know me
I can't deny it, I'mma straight on it
You all wanna fuck with me
You all wanna fuck with me
You all wanna fuck with me
Fuck with me
I ain't really worry about a bitch
I ain't, I ain't really worry about a bitch
I swear this niggas really full of shit
All this niggas full of shit
On mamas, on mamas
On mamas, on mamas
On mamas, on mamas
Get that boy from the west
You know I run to west
But they sing and talking like they really got it next
But I ain't done yet
Chilling on with my bro now
Calling up this honeys it's heavy with the banz on
But do it like a proof now
Like 'em, like 'em touch a tongue thou
I can't deny it, I'mma straight on it
You all wanna fuck with me
You all wanna fuck with me
You all wanna fuck with me
Fuck with me
I ain't really worry about a bitch
I ain't, I ain't really worry about a bitch
I swear this niggas really full of shit
All this niggas full of shit
On mamas, on mamas
On mamas, on mamas
On mamas, on mamas
I swear this niggas really full of shit
All this niggas full of shit
On mamas, on mamas
On mamas, on mamas
On mamas, on mamas
I'm ready for the east
On mamas, you can catch me in the streets
Catch me in the street
On mamas I ain't got suck of ...
What the fuck you talk about
Don't speak on me
If you really don't know me
I can't deny it, I'mma straight on it
You all wanna fuck with me
You all wanna fuck with me
You all wanna fuck with me
Fuck with me
I ain't really worry about a bitch
I ain't, I ain't really worry about a bitch
I swear this niggas really full of shit
All this niggas full of shit
On mamas, on mamas
On mamas, on mamas
On mamas, on mamas
Get that boy from the west
You know I run to west
But they sing and talking like they really got it next
But I ain't done yet
Chilling on with my bro now
Calling up this honeys it's heavy with the banz on
But do it like a proof now
Like 'em, like 'em touch a tongue thou
I can't deny it, I'mma straight on it
You all wanna fuck with me
You all wanna fuck with me
You all wanna fuck with me
Fuck with me
I ain't really worry about a bitch
I ain't, I ain't really worry about a bitch
I swear this niggas really full of shit
All this niggas full of shit
On mamas, on mamas
On mamas, on mamas
On mamas, on mamas
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Jason Martin, Donte Eugene Blacksher
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