streets And they say we're so wrong for the way we try to eat How long will he struggle I gotta grind jus to eat now I gotta eat jus a lil now So I gotta
Traduction: Lil Mama. Collège.
they say we're so wrong for the way we try to eat How long will he struggle I gotta grind jus to eat now I gotta eat jus a lil now So I gotta live my
real special occasion u kno aye pain less go get em again homie [Verse 1:] Lil mama bad man she fine She a dime she a problem Bedroom time boy I make her yell like the college
to you all night I?m gon? rock my hips and I lick my lips Wrap you all round my finger Then do a little strut across the room Baby boy lil mama such
day away Do yo' thang baby put your life on layaway Cause everybody is Nostradamus Boy don't you know that tomorrow ain't promised? To all the lil' mamas
explained So for those who understand meet Dwayne For 8 and a half months I gave ms. cit da pain Now it's young money baby, keep the change My mama say
fucking blind Vietnam mama ball her son know nuthin but raw Whom tattoos the boy choose I'm winnin by 4 steps steppin ahead of ya'll Cap a don college
, forward, left, right, X Now I'm tryna get your college fund, bustin with X (Suga Free) Come here, give that here dada, no no don't do that mama 'cause
uh huh) I gotta introduce you to another motherfucker out my squad right (who dis nigga mane) Dis nigga go by the name of Joc (Joc?) He resides in College Park (College
her but me Uh oh, there she go, uh oh, there she go, uh oh, there she go Can't nobody get her but me Say lil mama, lemme holler 'coz I'm feelin' dirty
away Do yo' thang baby, put your life on layaway 'Cause everybody is Nostradamus Boy, don't you know that tomorrow ain't promised? To all the lil' mamas
explained So for those who understand, meet Dwayne For 8 and a half months I gave Ms. Cita the pain Now, it's Young Money, baby, keep the change My mama
You might take me as just a joke until you look into my..Look in my life I'll go to college come on and look into the broken mirror and I've been broke
long story short, I like 'em all I like this girl, I like that girl I like the skinny girl, I like the fat girl I like the college girl and the hoodie
be explained So for those who understand, meet Dwayne For 8 and a half months I gave Ms. Cita pain Now it's young money baby, keep the change My mama
the motherfuckin' royal highness Ya understand, ya won't find us, ya understand And I'm feelin' hype too (Come on) It's that lil' College Park nigga,
bricks Back when Ronald Reagan was the president and shit Drama had a house right off of Hollywood Road (Westside) They was robbin' and tastin' Hollywood coke Mama say we movin' When she get a lil
