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