, just don't think so, she lookin' for a man to treat her right, you him, you you him? NO! I'm him, i-i'm him, haha haha, lil mama (Lil mama) listen
but can't nobody get her but me Uh oh there she go [x3] Can't nobody get her but me Say lil mama lemme holler cuz im feelin dirty Gotta get you
ass home When I hit the block, watch 'em scatter like roaches So don't be fake, 'cause I know what a ho is Handle my business, no playin' 'cause I'm focused You the definition
her but me Uh oh, there she go, uh oh, there she go, uh oh, there she go Can't nobody get her but me Say lil mama, lemme holler 'coz I'm feelin' dirty
them boys sign me to the 'Scope, right? [Chorus] [J. Cole verse 2:] I phone home to the real they wanna' know just how it feel Who woulda thought a lil
I discover that soon as I talk to my brutha that I dont (that I don't it I don't want it), cause I can see lil mama looking so good, as long as I can
best friend and mama when we ride we gon ride till the end 'cause i know just what you need you need some high definition in your L-I-F-E I know what
callin' but you never whine Gotta ask the cash come with bags you should see your eyes That's why I surprise about you stacks to ease your worried mind Cuz when I'm gone lil' mama
home When I hit the block, watch them scatter like roaches So don't be fake, 'cause I know what a hoe is Handle my business, no playin' 'cause I'm focused You the definition
goin down Nigga please, no r.i.p.'s for these westside gees I fires up the stick, grabs the nine and the clip Which I stash by my fuckin dick Definitely
what's your name, nigga? Big ballin' ass nigga named 'Pac Now I was born in the gutter facin' life or death I was a thug ever since my mama gave me
and jewels, and I see that Jimmy choo is designer your shoes Mama listen, you ain't never heard a flow like this one Who you know Gigalo and still Christian Lil
star like my lil' brother Onstar And I will, eat you rappers plus the candy's inside Lil' Mama nicka-nicknamed Dharma [Incomprehensible] I'm a truth in the booth (Shawty gets loose) And they way I eat guys so mean "Lil' Mama
Run, run, run Run, run, run Clap your hands, run Y'all know what this is So So Def Now lil mama just break it down For the boy, Bow Wow and that boy
the swamp front of grand mama house They don't sleep, well freak off brand knock 'em out Stay deep, bring heat make streets emorge Young Gs, lil' Gs,
'ma let her meet Snoopy Round of applause, make it clap like a Uzi Lemme pause on the cue like Suzy Set it off to the top with a goof Lil' mama, it's
hard times we livin' in, go down Churches burnin', planes fallin' from the sky Murder, the good die young Good definitely die young, this is a lil' somethin
