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vic damone (rap) - hey lil mama (remix) lyrics

[intro]
young moolah baby!
you know we had to do a remix right?

(hey lil’ mama, hey hey lil’ mama)

[verse 1]
hey lil’ mama, f+ck all that drama
hop yo ass up in the drop
you know i had to turn it up, because the weather gettin’ hot
they see me pull up to the spot
now they jumpin’ on my c+ck
they wanna li+li+li+li+l!ck me like a lollipop
oh yessir, we gettin’ gwap and we poppin’
we made you move, bass stopin
we know them losers be plottin’
but losing never a option
i pop the coop, with the invisible top
we be shutting n+ down in the parking lot
oh fo sho
her booty clapping and she make her p+ssie pop
i’m like ray j with the camera
later on we can watch
i’m like, i’m like oohhh, i’m a south side
had the air high note
she singin’ in auto tune like ooh, (like) ooh, (like) ooh, (like) baby, aaaahhhh
yeah, i like that, i’m right back
wherever them dyk+s at i like them girls that like them girls that like them boys
to put the wh0res on the right track
i pop the 6 with different chicks, in different kicks
i’m not like you snitching pr+cks
i like to do some different sh+t
you n+ wish you could spit it like vic
cuz, the whole bay be on my d+ck
[chorus]

[verse 2]
hey lil’ mama it’s carter, the boss
and i don’t like my d+ck sticky so wipe off that lip gloss
weezy baby b+tch i don’t mean no harm
but i swear i’m a goon, just like go on
i told her like a di+no+saur
b+tch they don’t make ’em like me no more
so make history or leave my car
and since i be so high they think i’m f+cking a star
i ain’t gon’ lie i be f+ckin’ some stars
p+ssy so wet it get stuck in them draws
then we f+ck like r+t+rds
that p+ssy hot, she got a stick a hockey puck in her draws
and i be wayne gretzky
take the b+tch to south beach and f+ck her on a jet ski
then it’s bye lil mama
and now i’m all sick cuz i done ate her ill nana
i’m a nasty ass n+ , and every woman in the world like a nasty ass n+
so here i am baby, f+ck him baby
you want a family? then you can swallow ten babies
damone i’m gone but before i go
i don’t love them hoes, young moolah, baby

- vic damone rap lyrics

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