Testi:
Lil Mama College

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

make a 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

struggle This ain't pain it's muscle Stand up, Mase ain't a hustle Lil' nigga I was gettin' wet Young threat Too much of a cat For a McDonald headset Mama

She enjoy a Nigga company She can't stop lovin me Whispering in my ear freaky things she wanna do to me I keep shawty secure make sure she ridin' right Lil' mama

you's a thoed lil' mama, you's a thoed lil' mama) I wanna roll, with a Clover Gee (you's a thoed lil' mama, you's a thoed lil' mama) [C-Note:] She ride

were in the movies Watchin' porn flicks in 3D And you were PeeWee I don't blow shit out of proportion I'll stuff you in yo mama's stomach Rap her then

We learned how to throw them thangs, before we learned to read Don't slip, or you could lose a ride that you just got Might get cussed out, by a lil' mama

50 G's On A Watch Just'a Tell Time A Hundred Rouns N Da Glock Just'a Slang Iron In Da Hood Dey Like " I Heard Lil Boosie Got Dem Birds Huh?" Im Hot!

even when times were bad, you always kept it hid Cause wasn't no sacrifice, too great for your kids see [Hook x2] [Lil' O] And lil' sis I reminisce,