Hey Jay, Jay, this girl calling you! Right here!
What you doing here?
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Her little shoes on? Who you is?
Got on her little outfit
I"m saying, what you doing in here, though?
For real, mama
And you smoking! Who gave you that?
Uh-uh, they need to put this lil girl up out of here
Girllll …
Lil mama, lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll!
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll
She grew up in the hood
Get it how she could
Switch blade in her purse
And she wish a bitch would
Only fifteen, uh, but nevermind
She need to make money, so she on another grind
She done changed her mind
She don’t wanna go to school
She wanna be a stripper
Cuz them girls mak loot
She tired of being tased
She want Gucci boots too
With a fresh hairdo, with Benz on 22's
So she looking for cash
She don’t wanna fuck with broke niggas
She wanna shake her ass
For them killers and them dope dealers
She know she got the shape on her
She can make 'em pay for it
So she practice in the mirror everyday for it