ah (She get it from her mama) She, she, get it from, her mama (Era-era-era) (She get it from her mama) (She get it from her mama) (She get it from her mama
Перевод: Несовершеннолетний. От Ее мама (мама Got Ass).
HIV ????? Her name's on my beeper I called her on the Nokia And told her come pick me up As soon as I got in the house she got on her knees and grabbed
she be makin me moist Givin me head while she hummin, she can play with her voice And she got nice thighs, a big plump ass She could ride a dick too,
these courts got me runnin' mayn Spendin' nights with these otha freaks house and all my dawgs mayn Warrents for yo' boy arrest got me sweatin' from
give me a ring I like a woman gettin hers cause that's better then her tryna come up off mine I can't let her [Chorus - Bun B sampled] Go on and let
, we got another one player From New York to the Dirty, how they loving it, player? Baby, you impressive, let's get to know each other You the best of the best And you got
you up and your hoe I catch your mama going to therapy And cut her throat You lil' sister walking home from school I abduct her, then I fuck her I hit
from that old school, As I got older, the old school seemed cool, But back then you didn't need to pack no grip, If you ain't got no strap, then you just
ooh, shit Shoulda listened to my brother, huh? But I'm like fuck it now Mama got to buggin' out when them po, po got to cuffin' pops Now I'm in the
?) Ah, pussy control, oh Ah, pussy control, oh Pussy got bank in her pockets Before she got dick in her drawers If brother didn't have good and plenty
child support And these courts got me running, mayn Spending nights with these otha freaks' house And all my dawgs, mayn Warrants for yo' boy arrest got me sweating from
the strap we expect to pull it You see a nigga holdin' gauge and you wish he would have Rolled by yo' mama house and put her in a coma 'Cuz niggas gone
the strap we expect to pull it You see a nigga holdin gauge and you wish he would have Rolled by yo' mama house and put her in a coma 'cause niggas gone
that ass Stop you from playin' I clear yo block on that ass Nigga wonder why I stress Uptowns the place It's the best We got weapons that'll go through
I'ma Hot Boy a-k-a the Juvenile Come in through your door with that iron - callin' ya out You want do? ya bitch you Got me all rav'd up and shit and
mama? (I'll go cross the border papa) So why don't you run across the border mama? (I'll run cross the border papa) And what will you bring me back mama
