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mike darole - hello lyrics

[hook: mike darole]
d-mn girl that -ss looks proper
where she get it from?
she got it from her momma
that booty talkin’ to me
girl h-llo
that booty talkin’ to me
girl h-llo
d-mn girl that -ss looks proper
where she get it from?
she got it from her momma
that booty talkin’ to me
girl h-llo
that booty talkin’ to me
girl h-llo

[verse 1: mike darole]
that booty talkin’ to me
imma talk back to it
she a ten in the face
and that body godd-mn
yeah i got it i’m the man now
let me see you go on do it for that bag now
back it back it up girl reverse d-mn
you a pro, you won’t even need to rehe-rs-
make ’em all look twice when they see her
i’m finna pull up in that thang like skee skirt
i go hard b-tch you’re too soft
i do a proper with the roof off
get your man he a goofball
i’m too sauced stickin’ b-tter with it
if you got that from your momma then your mom can get it
ay earthquake make it vibrate
you can make a movie yeah that’s lionsgate
i ain’t got time baby why wait
said i ain’t got time throw it my way, like

[verse 2: rj]
day-ya-ya-ya-yaum girl h-llo
ooh la la la carmelo
talkin’ to me fresh ’bout the dre falsetto
don’t worry bout them b-tches in your ear that’s the devil
slap in your [?] use the booty pill popper
word around mamma was a grandma was a poppa
if the apple fall far from the tree that’s [?]
if i ever met a woman like me me [?]
okay okay on me
rotate that way on me
heard you don’t do it but we gon’ see
mr. la i’m a street [?]
i can tell the future lookin’ at behind you
you’s a kama sutra [?] proper
heard you got it from your momma like a hand me down
i get inside ya learn me way around

[verse 3: compton av]
it don’t get no colder than us three
every time a n-gg- showed the hoes rushed me
they say i’m the n-gg- from the city i must be
if miko don’t trust you [?] you can trust me
and i’m right back crackin’ like a [car?]
if i feel myself f-ckin’ your b-tch imma go viral
blowin’ money fast like a n-gg- hit the lotto
get money f-ck b-tches n-gg- same old motto
who dat? n-gg-, n-gg- who dat?
pullin’ in that foreign all black with the roof back
n-gg- put 6s on the phantom how you do that?
n-gg- i’m that n-gg- my n-gg- i thought you knew that
i be touchin’ money like a ca-shier
b-tch throw that -ss back and bring that -ss here
now drop it to the floor and make it wiggle like jello
now b-tch take my d-ck out my pants and say h-llo

- mike darole lyrics

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