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 in to 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

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