Lil mama melon with the hot pink top Cherry, vanilla, Flavors is a virtue they Loving, lip gloss universal The boys really like it the girls don't speak They rolling they eyes They lip
that my lip gloss is poppin? My lip gloss is cool All the boys keep jockin? And chase me after school When it?s time for lunch, my lips still rock Lil Mama
Vertaling: Lil Mama. Lip Gloss.
lip gloss is lip gloss is poppin My lip gloss is cool All the boys keep jockin They chase me after school [Verse 2:] When it's time for lunch My lips feel rock Lil mama
Lil mama melon with the hot pink top Cherry, vanilla, Flavors is a virtual they Loving, lip gloss universal They boys really like it the girls don't speak They rolling they eyes They lip
my arm Gotta keep a piece of mine, hot cherry balm, lip locking with a dime I make bitches scream for me like I'm Lil Jon Last king to flow, sweeter then
get them on Back it up a bit, yeah, that's it 'cuz I can see your thong Caramel skin tone, damn, you look like Nia Long Don't be actin' like that, lil' mama
when that nigga D-roc?s mama used to be candy lady That nigga had to go come strait home from school And could never go outside and play that lil' punk
friends Shorty jump up in this Benz Baby we gon' get it on tonight Yeah, unh She got it poppin' (poppin') Lip lip lip glossin' (glossin') Runnin' the show Lil' mama
wait, uh wait, uh, hold on don't bust Dre: take all of this compton dick Eminem: hold on don't bust, do it on my lip like a milk ad Dre: comptons in that
of condoms, Take them clothes off let a nigga see that candy lil mama, (MJG)Imma hit you with this eye, that yo girlfriend baby girl she already know that, You kickin to this lil
actors don't care if you're married or bachelor she make a Southern boy proud to his toes quickly forgettin not lovin them hoes she get money like Lil Kim, Biggie and Lil
pain niggas This heres a battle kit and alot will get you caught up in some drama Better what out what you say I know some niggas that'll do your mama
live it Said it in a sentence, they might say how they distribute When you see 'em, they be timid, they ain't even independent They be living with they mama
lip gloss is cool All the boys keep jocking They chase me after school [Verse 2:] When its time for lunch My lips still rock Lil mama melon with
