Hey there little mama Why don't you come and take a ride with me Around the tooooo-own On the low, we could be going dooo-own baby Hey there little mama
Vertaling: Z-Ro. Hey Lil Mama.
'm riding) Z-Ro, you riding (Yeah, I'm riding) Point Blank, you riding (Hell yeah, I'm riding) Nigga, now how you gon' try to charge Z-Ro Twenty grand
Isley Brothers and sip this Patron My homies they be laughin at me telling me that I'm sprung But I'm in the zone when it comes to lil mama cause she
hatas can stop this [Hook x2] [Z-Ro] Jealous ass niggas started hating my song Your bitch ain't never met me, but my music puts her in the zone Z-Ro
like me Down in Texas we ain't killin you kid That's for records sells go I'm killin you bitch [Chorus] [Lil' Flip] Nigga how you gonna charge Z-Ro
I fly right past 'em with the left drop, and the right cock jammin that SLAB The Anthem nigga waiting so I'm a grant 'em - it's Z-Ro and the fam this
Brothers and sip this Patron My homies they be laughin at me telling me that I'm sprung But I'm in the zone when it comes to lil mama cause she the one
