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go get ya motha - lola brooke lyrics

[intro]
they talk about lola this, gator that (that’s wild)
say that (that’s brazy)
f*ck out of here, n*gga, eat ten (uh*huh)
you know my body
just breathe, just breathe, just breathe, lo’
talk about all this extra sh*t
do it look like i give a f*ck?
matter of a fact, say less, you heard?
f*ck out of here
gator, gator, gator

[pre*chorus]
give me that head (huh), provide the liqs (huh)
i got my own (mm), i’m not convinced (nah)
i hear the talk (huh), the clout for fame (haha)
but nothin’ get around a b*tch from ’round the way (huh)

[chorus]
i can’t be layin’ up with no f*cker, give this p*ssy to no sucker
walk that dog, n*gga, go and get your mother (get your mother)
i don’t be playin’ ’bout my brothers, can’t run game without thеm numbers
i’m from the gutter, b*tch, go and gеt your mother (go and get your mother)
go and get your mother (go and get your mother)
go and get your mother (b*tch, go and get your mother)
b*tch, go and get your mother (go and get your mother)
i’m from the gutter, b*tch, go and get your mother
[verse 1]
i was always on go before the green light (skrr)
a b*tch had glow before the ring light (uh*huh)
dub a n*gga more than once what it be like (huh)
every n*gga hurt to the chest, he’ll be aight (ha)
b*tches out here frontin’, doin’ the same thing that suki did (uh*uh*uh*uh)
this much is for the fellas, it ain’t nothin’ wrong with being coochie whip (mwah)
wipe me down like boosie did (he did)
side eyein’, like who this b*tch? (b*tch)
don’t act up for that act right, don’t fool around with that movie sh*t (huh)
don’t walk around like i made it (uh*huh)
could’ve put on for the town, but instead b*tch, you baited (i know you hate it)
n*ggas panickin’ in their savings (huh)
you already countin’ up counterfeit, lil’ n*gga, why would you fake it? (haha)

[chorus]
i can’t be layin’ up with no f*cker, give this p*ssy to no sucker (mwah)
walk that dog, n*gga, go and get your mother (get your mother)
i don’t be playin’ ’bout my brothers, can’t run game without them numbers
i’m from the gutter, b*tch, go and get your mother (go and get your mother)
go and get your mother (go and get your mother)
go and get your mother (b*tch, go and get your mother)
b*tch, go and get your mother (go and get your mother)
i’m from the gutter, b*tch, go and get your mother
[verse 2]
keep the guac’ aside of me (uh*uh*uh*uh*uh)
walk a dog n*gga, rottweiler, tug ’em out the street (uh*uh*uh*uh*uh)
not your type, i’m out your league
keep ’em busy on the v12, knock ’em out the v (skrr)
no, i ain’t passin’ out no na*na*na*na*na*na*na
and i passin’ on no na*na*na, don’t feel on my tw*t
and i’m a up it up by any means, i don’t support crimes (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
he said, “i don’t know officer, but that sh*t ain’t mine” (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
i don’t care about the he said, she said, we said
don’t condone bad behaviour, that b*tch can’t be fed (you know my body)
i don’t care about the he said, she said, we said
focus on the business, only reasons i ain’t speak yet (haha)

- lola brooke lyrics

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