Yea Mama lyrics

[Chorus: Jake Lambo & B.o.B]
[Jake Lambo]
Yeah mama, your boy made it
I know you told me them pus*y n*ggas would hate it
Ice skatin' in the old school Mercedes
I hit her once not she want to have my babies
[B.o.B]
And you know what's on your mind I can show you how to grind
It happened overtime, over-over-time
And you know what's on my mind, I can show you how to grind (Moolah)
I got moolah on my mind, moolah on my mind (Bobby!)

[Verse 1: B.o.B, Jake Lambo and JaqueBeatz]
[B.o.B]
Well if it's two things, living life has taught me
One n*ggas ain't sh*t, two b*tches ain't sh*t
And they say I'm a pothead, I guess I got potholes
Now it's off to where we go, oh hi Ohio!
[Jake Lambo]
It's all temporary right
That's what I'm telling myself
I had the city on smash I was smelling myself
Blunt is stinkin', still love brain no pinky (Woah)
I'm close to getting that glacier on my pinky, oh
[JaqueBeatz]
Pinky minute miney-mo'
Pulling head that's Heidi hoe
I refuse to hide a hoe, huh
Slide through sliding doors, huh
She yours I ain't know, woah
No Genre repo, huh
Trying not to be poor, dressed in
All white in [?]
[B.o.B.]
Yo, and this is the Genesis
So roll up the exodus
Living like Leviticus
Deuteronomy
Numbers boost the economy, yeah
And I give your b*tch a lobotomy
[Chorus: Jake Lambo & B.o.B]
[Jake Lambo]
Yeah mama, your boy made it
I know you told me them pus*y n*ggas would hate it
Ice skatin' in the old school Mercedes
I hit her once not she want to have my babies
[B.o.B]
And you know what's on your mind I can show you how to grind
It happened overtime, over-over-time
And you know what's on my mind, I can show you how to grind (Moolah)
I got moolah on my mind, moolah on my mind (Bobby!)

[Verse 2: B.o.B., Jake Lambo and JaqueBeatz]
[Jake Lambo]
They f*ckin' with us everywhere, no love in these streets
We never celebrate February, we never see Cupid that thing we stupid
My n*gga Maine just hit the slammer I'm prayin'
A whole month before he hit the stand goddamn
[JaqueBeatz]
Ain't no heart in the concrete jungle though
Heartbreak been through a million of those
My ice cold, my heart cold
(Now my ice) she my side whore
Now my wife, that my fist ball
Roll the dice, [?] JaqueBeatz lay the pipe
They say damn Jaque life is nice and I say mhm yep, yep
[B.o.B.]
From this step to the next step
From this jet to the next jet
I'll get the check before I take it off call it pre-check
She got deep thoughts and a deep neck
She bust it open like C-sect
I'm from the south she get sea sick
Call me Big Boi, stay with 3 Stacks, bang
[Jake Lambo]
It's Goodie Mob but younger, I mean it's really strict in the numbers
They were sleeping on me shook em out the slumber, b*tch get up
Stackin' pancakes trying to get my Benz quick up
Good head till she hiccup (*hiccup*)
[Chorus: Jake Lambo & B.o.B]
[Jake Lambo]
Yeah mama, your boy made it
I know you told me them pus*y n*ggas would hate it
Ice skatin' in the old school Mercedes
I hit her once not she want to have my babies
[B.o.B]
And you know what's on your mind I can show you how to grind
It happened overtime, over-over-time
And you know what's on my mind, I can show you how to grind (Moolah)
I got moolah on my mind, moolah on my mind (Bobby!)