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Lil Mama
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Sausage
Good morning to you
The birds are chirpping
I don't fuck with you
Eggs, bacon, grits
You better use a condom if you taking that
All these broke niggas that be on my
Need to hop off
Look mamas in the kitchen, yup ya damn right
Ty got the grill, and it's flooded with the ice
Just checked the mail, my sister going to Yale
Man, she prolly got a man, but she don't kiss and tell
Rockin' Robins jeans and my walk is mean
Young queen when I step on te scene I whipe cream
Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M
Money, money showed her how to remix now she remixin' for low
Hey, you, get off my style
You don't know me, and you don't know my pals
I pow pow like a comic (comic)
Dr.Robotnik like Sonic (Sonic)
ill with the flow and it only gets better
Save your breath if it ain't about cheddar
It's funny how i asked ya'll years ago
Watcha know about me and you still don't know
Eggs, bacon, grits (Sausage)
You better use a condom if you takig that (Sausage)
All these broke niggas that be on my (Sausage)
Need to hop off (My Sausage)
My sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa (Sausage)
My sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa (Sausage)
Eggs, bacon, grits (Susage)
Hop off (My Sausage)
We eatin', that Oscar Myer bacon
I don't eat pork so As-Salamu-Alaykum
Turkey bacon, breakfast in the makin'
Off the rip, I whine like i'm Jamacian
My milkshake brings the boys to the basement
Backyards grillin', feel like a vacation
My whole style, straight wild no patience
Check out my hair, Peruvian, Malaysian
I cutt it off in the summer when it's blazin'
I cutt you off if you fake and you hatin'
I know they can't take all this money i'm makin'
But call me, Betty Crocker though, cause i'm cakin'
Booty shakin' from the left to the right
Bigger belt to tight so my back is achin
To the left to the right
Tell me what's shakin' before I bring the break in
Monday, a friend of mine
Tuesday, you played your games
Wednesday, you ran away
Thursday, you were so hurt
Thursday to Friday, you came back
You wanted to leave school
On Saturday, but that ain't how I give it up
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(So what you gonna do)
Eggs, bacon, grits (Sausage)
You better use a condom if you takin' that (Sausage)
All these broke niggas they be on (My sausage)
Need to hop off (My sausage)
My sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa (Sausage)
My sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa (Sausage)
Eggs, bacon, grits
Hop off (My Sausage)
Whet, look at da flick of da wrist
Whet, look at da flick of da, whet, whet
Look at the flick of the bish
Whet (Punani Get Serious)
Yo, look at da fick of da wrist
Look at these hips, look at the way that they switch
Look at the way that I flip, look at the pit
Look how I'm stackin' these chips
Just look at what I got on, I am too slick
Look at the beat that I'm on
Look at the way that they hate, look at the greats
Look at me, look at LeBron
Yo, I said in case you ain't know now you know it's a go
Charms on my arms like my pops got the blow
I lean on the mic like a smooth criminal
On the cover of Vogue now watch me cover this Vogue
Vogue, Vogue
Mizrahi
Vogue, Vogue
Mizrahi
Vogue, Vogue
Mizrahi
On the cover of Vogue now watch me cover this vogue
All in, all in
All in
All in, all in
All in
All in, all in
All in
We wasn't invited but we all in
Any block, Milly rock
I milly rock on any block
Any block, Milly rock
I milly rock on any block
Any block, Milly rock
I milly rock on any block
We wasn't invite but we all
If you see me walkin' down the street
And I start to cry, walk on by
Walk on by, foolish pride
That's all that I have left so let me hide
All the pain that you gave me when you said goodbye
Walk on
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