POPPIN' MY S*** (feat. Hurricane Chris)

Mm, lil' mama wanna be right beside me ('side me)
Lil' mama wanna be just like me
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit (poppin' my shit)
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit
Mm, lil' mama wanna be right beside me (me)
Lil' mama wanna be just like me (me)
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit (poppin' my shit)
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit

Through these bust down Cartier's I see everybody ('body)
Picture perfect, this that shit that have your head bobbin'
Took her shoppin', put her in some (red bottoms)
Walk in the club, let her flex on everybody
Swear I'll always have your back if you take care of me (take care of me)
Takin' shots of this tequila, living carefree (carefree)
I'm tryna make sure that you comfortable, got leather seats (leather seats)
Take you home and bend you up just like the letter C
From Ratchett City (City) to New Orleans ('leans)
Got Cali baddies (Cali baddies), Atlanta peaches
Once I hit, you gon' get hooked and ain't gon' never leave me
Got some friends and they all love Justin Bieber

Mm, lil' mama wanna be right beside me ('side me)
Lil' mama wanna be just like me
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit (poppin' my shit)
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit
Mm, lil' mama wanna be right beside me (me)
Lil' mama wanna be just like me
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit (poppin' my shit)
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit (my, my)

(Lil' mama wanna be, wanna be, wanna be)