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YAYA - mama ima star! Lyrics



YAYA - mama ima star! Lyrics




You a funny hoe but never telling jokes
You a sheep bitch go where the people is
Not playing mind games I'm into all the finer things
And my bitches gone turn me up we into all the rachet thangs
Keep your mouth close if you ain't tryna buss
Imma taurus gotta hard head you can't tell me none
If I don't listen to my mama why you think you something huh?
I'm on a different level I don't think they seeing me
Got the ball then I scored I don't even need a team
When he wake tell him munch it shit that's how I start my day
I don't even need that dunkin I'm sliding getting to that pape
Don't be nagging in my ear it's always shit I don't want to hear
Go vent to your mom she loves you keep that crying out my ear
I'm hopping in my pants then I cause a earthquake
Got the bankroll in my hand he gone do what I say
Call me little flame the highest in the room I have no shame
Imma star shine so bright you can't see with a tool
You a singing rat better pull up with that mousekatool
Yeah you bitches is so shitty do y'all even need a stool?
Too much water it could never be a drought
Quick to cut niggas off he ask my whereabouts
I don't even play like that I'm putting socks in they mouths bitch!
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You a funny hoe but never telling jokes
You a sheep bitch go where the people is
Not playing mind games I'm into all the finer things
And my bitches gone turn me up we into all the rachet thangs
Keep your mouth close if you ain't tryna buss
Imma taurus gotta hard head you can't tell me none
If I don't listen to my mama why you think you something huh?
I'm on a different level I don't think they seeing me
Got the ball then I scored I don't even need a team
When he wake tell him munch it shit that's how I start my day
I don't even need that dunkin I'm sliding getting to that pape
Don't be nagging in my ear it's always shit I don't want to hear
Go vent to your mom she loves you keep that crying out my ear
I'm hopping in my pants then I cause a earthquake
Got the bankroll in my hand he gone do what I say
Call me little flame the highest in the room I have no shame
Imma star shine so bright you can't see with a tool
You a singing rat better pull up with that mousekatool
Yeah you bitches is so shitty do y'all even need a stool?
Too much water it could never be a drought
Quick to cut niggas off he ask my whereabouts
I don't even play like that I'm putting socks in they mouths bitch!
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Writer: Aionna Hall
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC

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Language: English
Written by: Aionna Hall
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