Lil Mama I'm Sorry

Lil mama I'm sorry I never meant to ball like this
And who would expect I would be in a drop top 6 or Ferrari
Lil mama I'm sorry
Hot summer working lumber in my stretch plum hummer
Working wheels popping pills showcasing my skills
Will I make 20 mil? Only time will tell
I'm a ball at the mall shutting down the sea wall
40 karats across my jaws just in case they don't trust me
MC Hammer can't touch me your freestyle is disgusting
Make them mad glad lock bags in the Toucan Sam jag
Dropping bombs like Saddam setting off car alarms
Might pull up in Mulan in the drop candy swan
Might swing to your prom with the wand in my palm
I'm going to lie to your mom make her mad at your dad
50 days 50 nights codeine in the Sprite
Might throw some diamonds on my hands diamonds on handkerchief
Pour a 4 inside my pancreas got diamonds on dental
I'm going to swing the instrumental I'm going to break a 2 pencil
To a 3, [?], make it O.O.C. (Out Of Control)



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Writer(s): Horst Simco
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