J.Von - Lil Mama

I'm tryna take you out to every store, Pop a nigga in his shit now he ain't no more
Lil' momma you ain't gotta pay no bills Ayy lil' momma, I'm tryna see how you feel
I'm tryna rub on your butt, I'm tryna buy you some heels
And I'm sippin' on some drank while I'm poppin' these pills
Bitch bad when she poppin' out, let me see what you about
Hair long, nails done, bae I think you the one
When I'm touchin' on that body got me feelin' like a thug
Man I think I'm in love, huh, man I think I'm in love
Bae you wanna have a thug, then come see what it is
I can show you what's real, bae just tell me how you feel
Know those niggas in the wrong, I be clutchin' on my chrome
When I catch him I'ma stretch him nigga, put him on a stretcher nigga
He be claimin' his bitch bad, my bitch better nigga, yeah
It's a cold damn world, but I'm steppin' in it
Draco knock the block down, tryna kill the opps now
Suppressor on the Glock, when I up it make no sound
Bae I feel like you the one, grab my mask, grab my gun
What you know about some love
What you know about some love
What you know about some love, huh
What you know about some love
What you know about the gun? I pull up then they run
Aye Lil' momma, I don't do it for fun, I can't take you on a drill
Bae I wanna see you shine, Movado on the watch
I can barely tell the time
Ayy lil' mama how you been? I heard you fuck with cosmetics
Get your ass on a plane, we gon' fly out to Paris
Get your nails done, get your mind right
Cuz' when I have you in that hotel we fuckin' all night
We gon' be fuckin' all night
Bae I want you bad so we fuckin' all night
Mmm, we fuckin' all night
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm

Written by:
Aidan Moore

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