[Lyrics] 2Rare – Lil Mama Lyrics

Lyrics
If I was your man
You’d never worry ’bout
I’d be comin’ home
Every night, doin’ you right
(You’re the type of woman) oh, oh
(Fistful of diamonds) oh, oh, oh
(Baby, you’re a star) oh, oh, oh
(I just wanna show you you are)
(Got that beat from jumbo)
Lil mama, let me love you, uh
Fuck you, uh, kiss you, uh, hug you, uh
I just wanna break your spine
I don’t really like to cuddle
But us two, we go together, puzzles
I don’t play no games bout mine (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
Let me see you, throw it back like thursdays
Make it jump, up and down like burpees
This shit hot, I think not, I dark roast you like coffee
Give me head, give me top, that’s a bet just like parlays
I see you watchin’, I’ma show you like these tvs
I’m talkin’ right now
I wanna fuck you in a backseat with the lights down
I gave you ADHD, aw, you hype now
Like im in the park, I’m tryna slide up in her
She do’s what I say like I’m simon, she listen
Your body on my body, baby
I ain’t tyrese, I been in it waist deep
How you laid back but frontin’?
I know that you want it
Lil mama, just let me hump
Lil mama, let me love you, uh
Fuck you, uh, kiss you, uh, hug you, uh
I just wanna break your spine
I don’t really like to cuddle
But us two, we go together, puzzles
I don’t play no games bout mine
Lil mama, let me love you, uh
Fuck you, uh, kiss you, uh, hug you, uh
I just wanna break your spine
I don’t really like to cuddle
But us two, we go together, puzzles
I don’t play no games bout mine (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
L-l-l-l-let me
Let me love you, fuck you
Love you, fuck you
Love you, fuck you
Love you
L-l-l-l-let me love you
L-l-l-l-let me love you, fuck you
Love you, fuck you
Let me fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Let me fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Let me love you, fuck you
Love you, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Let me love you
Love you, love you, love you
Let me fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Let me love you
Love you, love you, love you
If I was your man
You’d never worry ’bout
I’d be comin’ home
Every night, doin’ you right
(You’re the type of woman) oh, oh
(Fistful of diamonds) oh, oh, oh
(Baby, you’re a star) oh, oh, oh
(I just wanna show you you are, you should let me)
Fuck you