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Hey Ma (feat. Juelz Santana)

Hey Ma, What' up, Let's slide, all right, all right

And we gon' get it on tonight

You smoke, I smoke, I drink, me too, well good

Cuz we gon' get high tonight

Got drops, got coupes, got trucks, got jeeps, all right

Cuz we gon take a ride tonight

So ma, what's up, let's slide, all right, all right

And we gon get it on tonightYo, now I was downtown clubbin, ladies night

Seen shorty she was crazy right

And I approached baby like

Ma what's your age and type?

She looked at me and said you's a baby right

I told her, I'm 18 and live a crazy life

Plus I'll tell you what the 80's like

And i know what the ladies like

Need a man that's polite,listens,and takes advice

I could be all three, plus I could lay the pipe

Come wit me, come stay the night

She looked at me laughin' , like boy your game is tight

I'm laughin' back like sho' ya right

Get in the car

And don't touch nothing, sit in the car

Let's discuss something

Either we lovin or I'll see you tomorrow

Now we speeding up the Westside

Hand creepin' up her left side, I'm ready to do it

Ready to bone, ready for dome

55th exit, damn, damn, already we home

Now let's get it onHey Ma, What' up, Let's slide, all right, all right

And we gon' get it on tonight

You smoke, I smoke, I drink, me too, well good

Cuz we gon' get high tonight

Got drops, got coupes, got trucks, got jeeps, all right

Cuz we gon take a ride tonight

So ma, what's up, let's slide, all right, all right

And we gon get it on tonightNow that I got a girl, my ex wanna holla and spit

Told me to acknowledge her quick

She like Cam stop frontin'

On that Dave Hollister Tip

Come over lets swallow and sip

I'm like momma that's it

I promise you dick, usually have a problem with chicks

They all say I'm rotten and rich

But not her, Boo be's real

High heel dooby feel, plus got them Gucci nails on

You a cutie still, and this my down girl too

Ain't no groupie deal

We left the movies with Uzies,Suzuki wheels

to the Jacuzzi, I tell you my Boo be's real

I mean she do be winning,lose,spendin

Go to the crib she got the Gucci linen'

I see Boo be grinning

She looked and said Cam, I know that you be sinning

Naw, I'm a changed man, look at the range man

I got a whole new game plan

Looked and said that's nothing but game Cam

She was right, she was up in the Range man

Droped her off at the L, now I'm flippin' the cell

That's right I had to call up L

Songwriters

JAMES, LARON L. / RICHIE, LIONEL B. JR. / GILES, CAMERON / PITTMAN, DARRYLPublished by

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