Lil Mama lyrics

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[Intro]
Ooh, now I can see that b*tch
Goddamn, head an animal, sh*t
Lil' mama bad as a motherf*cker
Ooh, you gotta get that b*tch right, that b*tch raw
Ooh, I'm finna go get her for me

[Chorus: Bankroll Freddie]
Lil' mama bad and I want her (Come here)
Oh yeah, I like her persona (I like that)
She get that ass from her mama (That ass)
She get that clap from her mama (Shout out mama)
I hope that she know that I want her (I want you)
She get with me, she a goner (You gone)
Lil' mama bad and I want her (She bad)
Lil' mama bad and I want her (You bad)

[Verse 1: Bankroll Freddie]
Ooh, bae, that ass looking juicy, huh (Woo)
Hit from the back, she gon' toot it, huh (Hey)
Then I take her to the movies, huh (Movies)
Then to the room, the jacuzzi, huh (Jacuzzi)
Baby, I like how you move it, huh (Movin')
She get so wet like jacuzzi, huh (Woo)
She ride the di*k like Suzuki, ooh
She ride the di*k like Suzuki, hey
I see you twerking that booty, huh
I wanna see you go'n twerk, huh (Twerk)
I wanna see how you work, huh (Work)
I'ma put you on a Perc' (Perky)
We hit the room, go berserk, huh
Dive in that pus*y and surf, huh (Surf)
Dive in that pus*y and surf, huh (Surfing)
Lil' mama know I'm a flirt
[Chorus: Bankroll Freddie & Renni Rucci]
Lil' mama bad and I want her (Come here)
Oh yeah, I like her persona (I like that)
She get that ass from her mama (That ass)
She get that clap from her mama (Shout out mama)
I hope that she know that I want her (I want you)
She get with me, she a goner (You gone)
Lil' mama bad and I want her (She bad)
Lil' mama bad and I want her (Uh)

[Verse 2: Renni Rucci]
I heard that boy Freddie want Rucci (Renni)
Told him I need that new Louis (Bag)
I knock him out like a roofie (Woo)
Put this pus*y on his head like a kufi
Popping my sh*t and he love how I do it
He get them bales and he know how I move it
Crazy top, yeah, he love when I lose it
If you want the baddest, then you gotta choose it
He love me 'cause I'm bad, bougie, and ghetto
Need me a n*gga that work with his elbow
Play with the pus*y like Tickle Me Elmo
His old b*tches watching, tell them hoes hello (Hello, hello)
Now let me show you how a real b*tch do it
I got game, I'm true to it
Dior frames, you can see right through it
n*gga brought me a bag, I blew right through it, through it
[Chorus: Bankroll Freddie]
Lil' mama bad and I want her (Come here)
Oh yeah, I like her persona (I like that)
She get that ass from her mama (That ass)
She get that clap from her mama (Shout out mama)
I hope that she know that I want her (I want you)
She get with me, she a goner (You gone)
Lil' mama bad and I want her (She bad)
Lil' mama bad and I want her
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