guce – lil mama lyrics
[intro]
black bottle affair
afterparty, after hours
[chorus: young thug]
lil’ mama, she flooded with carrots just like a rabbit
i know i, caught her slippin’, baby girl is not average
i know i, got a lil’ taste ’cause my b-tch is the baddest
i’m ’bout to, touch it ’cause it’s so fat and
plus i found out it’s ms. jackson
ms. jackson, ms. jackson, ms. jackson
ms. jackson, ms. jackson, ms. jackson, ms. jackson
yeah, that’s ms. jackson, i can’t believe my fate
she the baddest one in this place, ayy, ayy
[verse: young thug]
baddest b-tch in the buildin’
throwin’ ones to the ceilin’
bentley coupe with no ceilings
ayy, baby, no remy
she ain’t poppin’ that p-ssy
chain [?]
this b-tch just left tootsie’s
[?] on my ho
versace come from no boat
[?]
back in the day, we bro
big box of [?]
definite with my woah’
dappin’ a n-gga up
woah, oh, woah-woah
keep on top of my sh-t
spice all in my trunk, ayy
red b-tch, i’m bleedin’, yeah
what the f-ck i throw up? uh
throw up in that drank, ayy
throwin’ up in that drank, ayy
i just picked up my place, ayy
[?], hey
five star yg, yeah
rg, ysl, yeah
[?], what the h-ll? yeah
hundred bands, i make bail, yeah
free my motherf-ckin brother, yeah
ysl ’til i’m dead, yeah
ysl, i don’t care, yeah
[?] n-gga [?], yeah
[?]
[chorus: young thug]
lil’ mama, she flooded with carrots just like a rabbit
i know i, caught her slippin’, baby girl is not average
i know i, got a lil’ taste ’cause my b-tch is the baddest
i’m ’bout to, touch it ’cause it’s so fat and
plus i found out it’s ms. jackson
ms. jackson, ms. jackson, ms. jackson
ms. jackson, ms. jackson, ms. jackson, ms. jackson
yeah, that’s ms. jackson, i can’t believe my fate
she the baddest one in this place, ayy, ayy
[verse 2: guce]
hangin’ out in my whip (skrrt)
ridin’ with a bad b-tch (vroom)
thirty more in that clip (brrt)
broke n-gga turned rich (get it)
cup full when i sip (drankin’)
her cup full when we sip (drankin’)
we don’t f-ck around with that weak sh-t (nope)
pink sh-t with that catp-ss (smoke it)
get a bag, don’t stay broke (get it)
lil’ mama, she golden (turn up)
i’m in love with that dope (count up)
i’m in love with my ho (yeah)
she don’t f-ck with you hoes (uh-uh)
g-wagen, we roll (vroom)
you n-ggas hatin’ on the low (yeah)
them b-tches hatin’ ’cause they broke (yeah)
her s-xy -ss gettin’ cake (cake)
on the weekend, we celebrate (way of life)
sixty bands in my face (yeah)
that p-ssy all in my face (yeah)
i’m a bad boy with that work (work)
she a bad girl on a splurge (splurge)
f-ck with that, she work (uh-huh)
she get everything she deserve (yeah)
money changed with them birds (count up)
i don’t f-ck with you nerds (uh-uh)
she stayed down to come up (come up)
beatin’ that p-ssy up (yeah)
hoes down, pimps up (uh)
and i got my money up (ayy)
state-to-state with my b-tch (b-tch)
real love with this sh-t (okay)
redbone, she so thick (yeah)
bullet gang is my clique (brrt)
throwin’ bands on you hoes (hoes)
that cls ride slow (skrrt)
belaire what i’m drankin’ (drankin’)
shut up b-tch, when i’m thinkin’ (when i’m)
certified with this game (uh-huh)
i want the money, f-ck flame, like…
[chorus: young thug]
lil’ mama, she flooded with carrots just like a rabbit
i know i, caught her slippin’, baby girl is not average
i know i, got a lil’ taste ’cause my b-tch is the baddest
i’m ’bout to, touch it ’cause it’s so fat and
plus i found out it’s ms. jackson
ms. jackson, ms. jackson, ms. jackson
ms. jackson, ms. jackson, ms. jackson, ms. jackson
yeah, that’s ms. jackson, i can’t believe my fate
she the baddest one in this place, ayy, ayy
[outro]
after hours
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