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(feat. Carmen Sandiego) Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, bou-bounce Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, I know I know I know Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, bou-bounce Uh-uh-uh, I got these broads saying.. [Hook: Carmen Sandiego] Mama I know I messed up, I fell in love with a gangsta You know what, well I don't care cause he's so gangsta And I love him and I need him, cause he's so gangsta (I know), he's so gangsta [Lil' O] I'm the boy, your mammy speak about When she go to work, the one that you sneak in the house The thug that always beat it up, and have it leaking out Now it seems, like my dick is all you think about A bad boy, I'm the playa who rocks glisten I'm the hustler with the work, boo I got chickens Street power, I could make these punks stop living I'm like a man with no legs, boo I'm not tripping I'm the one your grandmama, say is so sheisty You be like grandma I know, but he's so icey And everythang that he roll on, are chrome Nikes You be like girlfriend, I hope Lil' O like me Letras de cancionesI got these broads saying [Hook x2] [Lil' O] First things first, boo I'm not your pal And I ain't trying to handcuff you, I got a gal But I still got you on lock, like you on Rikey's Isle You said it ain't because my do', its cause you like my style The way I do it, but if you think I trick stop and listen Fat Rat wouldn't buy you, a pot to piss in The only thing that I'm good for, is lots of sticking Face down ass up, hop in position Cause baby I'm about to do the fool on you, and make that monkey hang Have you walking funny, and saying you feeling strange I just popped a X, and drank some Ginseng Your bed went squeak-squeak, headboard went bang-bang [Hook x2] [Lil' O] Well ay-yo, alright Lil' mama, we fucking all night Ay-yo, alright Lil' mama, we fucking all night Now all that when we getting married, shit baby stop bugging When you ready hit me up, I'll be on the block thugging I'll pick you up in that drop top, on buttons And oh yeah lil' mama, bring your hot cousin And stop that fussing lil' mama, it's no need Two's iight, but what's wrong with three We can all party then fuck, it's on me From the room to the chronic, to bottles of Don P what [Hook x2] From Letras Mania