She's My Momma

You know one man's treasure is another man's trash (speak on it)

And you know the man who sleeps on the floor can't fall the fuck off the

bed Nigga

Pop your collar to this

It's grills mania, ya heard me

Owww

She's my Mammy

She's my baby

I love you so much

You driving me crazy

Wanna be down

Jump in the car

Rollin wit me

I'll make you a star

Now she was only sixteen I had to nurture that

Give her some growth

Waited till I touch the cat

Told she going have to work if she going get ahead

Then she drove me berserk when she game me some head

She told me that she learnt that from the porno flicks

I said Mami stop talking

Just suck on this dick

I ain't say her name yet so let's say she nothing

Now watch me turn this nothing into something

Get it

Mami, Get in that kitchen

This is free base

Just cook it till its hard then cut it in eighths

Take the trip cross town to see True

Just get the money don't listen

That Nigga think he cute

See all this money we got we going shopping

Louis Vitton & Pucci

We get it poppin

We hit the club on some clico shit

See the respect that you get from just being my bitch

Look see 'em they sick

They wan be in your shoes

That's the game that I hit her wit to leave her confused

I'm just using her for paper

She want a man

I'm bout to see my other bitch but

She understands