Lyrics

You wanna get active I don't really care, Lil Mama, what's the deal? You got a nice body I'm hungry now, baby, tell me how you feel Because if you ain't there, we can do foreplay Girl, let's kick it like soccer like Jorge And have fun in this house, call it horseplay She like a nigga with some cake like a birthday Not a little scrawny little nigga doing four days But don't get me wrong, I'm skinny with a dope shape This girl tell me skinny niggas got the bigger dicks Because I pulled out mine and it was bigger shit I never speak high league on you little kids And when I say little, I'm talking big kids You bitch, she let you talk shit, you wear lipstick Your girl call me ice cream 'cause that big stick You wonder why I got a nickname and you didn't She said she barely even hit it, I give her the business, man Man, you live for this chick, you feel for this chick But when I come around her crib, I go in on this chick You wanna get active or wanna get chill I don't really care, Lil mama, what's the deal? You got a nice body, you lookin' like a meal I'm hungry, now, baby, tell me how you feel Tryna run from me, then brought it back to me She tryna run from me, then she brought it back to me She tryna run from me, then brought it back to me She tryna run from me, then she brought it back to me Okay Ah, shit bang bitch, active Put your fly in the coupe, money in the mattress Can't fuck this shit' cause she crazy like my last bitch Might let you get a taste, go on tell your girlfriends So icky wet, really, really, she a fan I really wanna put her on but it's no hands Overnight celebrity off the slow jam Bad to the bone, bone, baby, you want it So famished, eat it if it's Spanish No bandanna, bang my hammer The girls getting' gooey and the Gucci all wow Carrera and Louie fuck you in your all gown Ow, aye, pass on to Ben J In the rose red mirror, she a devil with a waist Last King Pharaoh, motherfucker in the game These niggas ain't thermal, throw it up in your face, aye You wanna get active or wanna get chill I don't really care, Lil mama, what's the deal? You got a nice body, you lookin' like a meal I'm hungry, now, baby, tell me how you feel Tryna run from me, then brought it back to me She tryna run from me, then she brought it back to me She tryna run from me, then brought it back to me She tryna run from me, then she brought it back to me Okay She got to watch it if she skeet on these I got that underrated dick 'cause she sleep on me I close the curtains, she go nuts, no common sense She goin' German on the blowjobs like erk and shit, ugh If you gotta go then we can do it in your car She said my pipe is meaner than a common, so rough start Of course I'm wearin' latex but first I made her taste it I went down and did the same shit, make the kitty go like trey pens My mouth be gettin' all riddle on her clit, real tongue licking Tony, I'm a pharaoh on the head, well done, get it? I made it rain, bitch, now get a homie something She said her name is Paris and this that Dirty Money Please don't be without a sleeve 'Cause you might get burned like Cleveland 23 Rule Blind scissors to the eye, blind side bastards YM, 100, West Side, Active You wanna get active or wanna get chill I don't really care, Lil mama, what's the deal? You got a nice body, you lookin' like a meal I'm hungry, now, baby, tell me how you feel Tryna run from me, then brought it back to me She tryna run from me, then she brought it back to me She tryna run from me, then brought it back to me She tryna run from me, then she brought it back to me Okay
Writer(s): Earl Henry Benjamin, Dominic Anthony Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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