Lil Mama - Miles Wesley, Trevor Daniel

I just took the top off the coupe, lil lady

Anywhere you wanna go?

Dressed in Saint Laurent, attitude so crazy

Hop in and we hit the road

Yeah, I’m acting up

Came a long way from the Honda

Adding up, thumbing through all of the commas

Back it up, now she dancing like Madonna

Pack it up, mix the drink and marijuana

Lil mama wanna roll

So I count my dough

This the life we chose

Never coming home

Straight to the store and we spazz out

We hit the gas and we smash out

Lil mama wanna roll

So I count my dough

Lil mama wanna roll

So I count my dough

This the life we chose

Never coming home

Straight to the store and we spazz out

We hit the gas and we smash out

Lil mama wanna roll

So I count my dough

Lil mama she summertime shining

Yellow shirt matching her Balenciaga

Lately I ain’t even trying

Might cop a new 911 to drive in

Just finished a show now

We cruising up hills, feel the change of the climate

I’ve been on the road

So when I see her I tell her to ride it

Silk, silk

Silk 'round your ankles

Palms, grip

Palms gripping the bamboo sheets

Feeling the heat

Feeling the heat in the bedroom

Sweet, sweet

Got chills from me kissing your neck

Look me in my eyes

My hands up your thighs

Where ever you like

We can go

We can go

We can go

Lil mama wanna roll

So I count my dough

This the life we chose

Never coming home

Straight to the store and we spazz out

We hit the gas and we smash out

Lil mama wanna roll

So I count my dough

Lil mama wanna roll

So I count my dough

This the life we chose

Never coming home

Straight to the store and we spazz out

We hit the gas and we smash out

Lil mama wanna roll

So I count my dough