Big Tymers

Big Tymers

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  • Big Tymers Lil Mama Lyrics

           

    [Lac (chorus)]

    Lil mamma you in third, you should be in first

    Do your daddy and your mamma know the way that you curse?

    Your lying bout' your age and giving up fast

    They need to put you back in first you're moving too fast



    When you shake it, shake it, shake it ?you need to quit

    When drop it, drop it, drop it ?that ain't the tip

    When you twerk it, twerk it, twerk it?that ain't the lick

    When you pop it, pop it, pop it?that ain't the shit



    [Mannie Fresh]

    See the story take place in the back of the club

    About this shorty that I know and we gone call her "Young Love"

    See lil one like pa, he was the neighbor hood baller

    Gucci and Lucci drove a candy and prowler

    One more thing I forgot to tell

    Young one sixteen gurl and she burning like hell

    Yo my fault, Pa was 26

    Now back to the story bout' the little lost chick

    Your man got lil one in the V.I.P.

    With his hands in her pants going "You're so sexy"

    Your not dumb but your young, you believe what your hearing

    You gone sex off the X and your hormones cheering

    What's even sadder you don't even know what you're doing

    Hey young gurl your whole life's ruined

    But what you don't know gonna hurt you tonight

    You didn't use a rubber and Pa ain't right



    [Lac (chorus)]

    Lil mamma you in third, you should be in first

    Do your daddy and your mamma know the way that you curse?

    Your lying bout' your age and giving up fast

    They need to put you back in first you're moving too fast



    When you shake it, shake it, shake it you need to quit

    When drop it, drop it, drop it that ain't the tip

    When you twerk it, twerk it, twerk itthat ain't the lick

    When you pop it, pop it, pop it that ain't the shit





    [Baby]

    Man chill in Miami lil head in the projects

    On the passenger side with Tammy in the drop Lexus

    Me and Fresh at the light in S500 on dub deuces

    Bumping some old Cash Money

    Got 10 round my neck, 20 on my wrist

    Million dollar nut, million dollar kiss

    Pull up in the Lexus, sipping on Don P

    Hold on Fresh let me get back to this story

    Her Sheila freak dealers that only drive Benz

    Her mamma said "My daughters gonna end up in the pen"

    But wodie she'll fuck for ends and clothing

    She thought she made more money from tricking and hoing

    But when her nigga scored the dope she held the stacks

    And when that nigga hit the club they be full of that yak

    She a hard headed, with a diamond in her tongue

    And a tattoo on her ass saying "come get some"



    [Lac (chorus)]

    Lil mamma you in third, you should be in first

    Do your daddy and your mamma know the way that you curse?

    Your lying bout' your age and giving up fast

    They need to put you back in first you're moving too fast



    When you shake it, shake it, shake it you need to quit

    When drop it, drop it, drop it that ain't the tip

    When you twerk it, twerk it, twerk ithat ain't the lick

    When you pop it, pop it, pop it that ain't the shit



    [Baby]

    Now Stone told me "Stunna, Kisha wasn't right,

    After the Hot Boys had her I fucked the same night"

    Now Kisha from Miami ran with Lisa and Candy

    Met her at Coco's on the hot strip dancing

    Now Trick Daddy told me bout' mom's new clique

    But my lil partner Damian wanted to raw-dog the bitch

    I'm a three stunna blinder, pop X with the chick

    I'm full of the white trying to down this bitch



    [Mannie Fresh]

    Slow it down, hold it up, get back to your class

    Act your age lil mamma stop shaking your ass

    Big wheels, X pills, whatcha know bout' that?

    Got the old nigga name tattooed on your back

    Bet your mamma don't know that you're fucking and shit

    And ever since yay high you've been getting a dick

    But it's your life and it's your biz

    Four different baby-daddies, get it how you live



    [Lac (chorus)]

    Lil mamma you in third, you should be in first

    Do your daddy and your mamma know the way that you curse?

    Your lying bout' your age and giving up fast

    They need to put you back in first you're moving too fast



    When you shake it, shake it, shake it you need to quit

    When drop it, drop it, drop it that ain't the tip

    When you twerk it, twerk it, twerk itthat ain't the lick

    When you pop it, pop it, pop it that ain't the shit

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