Lil mama with your body that's cold.

So cold.

Lil mama that's ready to...

yo come on let me show you how i do baby girl it's all for you no mama with

I want to treat you like a lollipop girl.

Make you swear that your boy is from Alabama.

this world sweating all hot body twisted like a pretzel legs everywhere oh we messed up your hair dance

It's all right.

It's about to be a long night.

You got to be my Cinderella when the clock strikes.

Making ugly faces.

game that we play in I got you breathing like an asthma attack your body locks up before your eyes roll back

And then you start to shake, body moving like a snake Explosions and hot lava like an earthquake

pictures on my iPhone to reminisce about tonight.

You're so good, you make my fantasies like real life.

Little mama with the body that's cold.

Let you know Magic City never want to let you go.

Little mama with your body that's cold Little mama that's ready to go Let me show you how I do

If it was my boo, baby girl, it's all for you.

Little mama with you.

Let me show you how I do.

If you was my boy, what'd you think about me and you?

Let me show you how.

how i do it them lames you're dealing with baby acting too foolish i never

I want to build you up.

Won't lay a hand on you till you tell me where to touch.

On all the right places, your little secret locations.

I think you get what I'm saying.

Baby, there's no more delay.

I know you're ready Like I'm ready We can go and get it started girl

Let me show you I can blow your mind No rushin', I'ma take my time Turn your phone off, baby

We gon' be a while Won't come out the room till sometime tomorrow Lil' mama

Hotter than a sauna.

Sweating like it's July in Arizona.

Summer.

Summer.

Here's my.

Here's my.

Number.

Number.

Use it, call it when you want it.

Little mama with your body that's cold.

Milk mama that's ready to go.

Yeah, I do.

If you was my boo, baby girl, it's all for you.

Little mama with your body that's cold.

Little mama that's ready to go.

Let me show you how I do.

If it was my boo, would you think about me and you?

Shake Baba Satchin.

Duck and paparazzi.

Duffel bags full of cash, not a Fez watch.

I'll show you how I'm living, girl, you won't believe it.

Number in your phone, por favor, don't.

Mesquite Jay-Z looking for Beyonce.

Married to the game, made money, my fiance.

But he a dog, he a flirt, that's what your friends say.

Soon as you walk up, your friend headed this way.

headlining, but you the main event.

Throw your soul stack from the back.

I got a Sarah Dean.

Get your baby data, holla when you're all alone.

Look, mama, what's your body?

That's cold.

Look mama, that's ready to go.

Let me show you how I do.

If you was my boo, baby girl, it's all for you.

Little mama with you.

Let me show you how I do it.

What's my fool?

What you think about me and you?