And I start to wonder hypnoses is I
I ain't even put, put, put it down
And if I skip 'em or chip 'em they gon' be like, no
Been G'd up since Hope was slain
So you doubt me, you doubt ya brain
It's Lil Mama, Voice Of The Young People
I'm spittin' records and bet this you can't control it now
I been lookin' through my peripheral vision
I don't see nobody close as I
Mouthpiece for the young breeze so slow ya speed, whoa
Then you betta step ya J O B up baby
Now ya girl switch write bars and spit crazy
They pointin' fingers and chose me 'cause I'm a hold it down
Straight from New York to the A-Town
But when I'm flippin' the script and they gon' be like, oh
I'm about that fetty, about that that dough, about that flow
And if I skip 'em or chip 'em they gon' be like, no
Why try look, my eyes don't lie
I, I came to put it down
But when I'm flippin' the script and they gon' be like, oh
The only time you see butts is at a Tampa, Milwaukee game
Let the whole world know I gets crazy
They spinnin' records and notice that I'ma hold it down
Haters wanna see me down
I, I came to put it down
Pop, pop dough school, pro tool
A chick like B could ever ever see a chick like me, that's crazy
This real music I make it hot
I ain't even put, put, put it down
It's Lil Mama, Voice Of The Young People
This real music I make it pop
Nobody as nice as I remember that I, I, I
Me to you whom, not even I could stand up when I
After me that's as far as it goes
Straight from New York to the A-Town
This real music I make it hot
Must, must be insane to ever thinkin' that
This real music I make it hot
Oh, how I could just spit it so sloppy?
'Cause Lil Mama got whips and chains
The way that I be rockin' they probably think I'm cocky
Been crazy since I was a baby
And if you ever thought that it might be
'Cause when I'm spittin' they sittin' 'cause they already know
But when I'm flippin' the script and they gon' be like, oh
'Cause when I'm spittin' they sittin' 'cause they already know
This real music I make it hot
I ain't even put, put, put it down
Haters wanna see me down
Get in the booth and I'ma show you how a pro do
Hot, hot, my lyrics be poppin'
And if I skip 'em or chip 'em they gon' be like, no
With the music I make it hot
But they don't know about me, I grab it 'til I lock it down
'Cause when I'm spittin' they sittin' 'cause they already know
Haters wanna see me down
