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Lyrics: [hook] [deuce:] hey mami, I wanna holla [trina:] uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars [deuce:] what, mami you lookin like my new baby mama [trina:] ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mami chulo So, I'm straight [deuce:] hey mami [deuce] I'm young, rich and I'm thuggin it And girl, I don't give a f*** who your husband is I gotta have you on my seat, five-six, thighs thick A little ghetto queen, we'll get our freak on like missy Drink cris-ty, be pi**y, smoke crip-ty, be wit me Let's flee in the big body Take it to the house, to the house party That's right, i'mma holla mami I'mma hop in the benz, you follow, mami I wanna play at the playground, mami Shut up and lay down, mami [hook] [deuce:] hey mami, I wanna holla [trina:] uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars [deuce:] what, mami you lookin like my new baby mama [trina:] ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mami chulo So, I'm straight [deuce:] hey mami [trina] Oh, now wanna chase me You wanna take me To the diamond district and lace me You wanna fly me to hawaii Anything I want, you'll buy me You just met me, but you sweatin me You wanna freeze my wrist and brigette me You wanna f*** me, you wanna touch me You wanna lock me down, handcuff me That's cool but I got my own cash You can keep your bread, I got long cash Now that just sounds like game to me You ain't half the player that you claim to be [hook] [deuce:] hey mami, I wanna holla [trina:] uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars [deuce:] what, mami you lookin like my new baby mama [trina:] ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mamichulo So, I'm straight [deuce:] hey mami [deuce] I wanna holla, lil mama If it's bout a dollar, I'm break you off proper I stay sittin on plenty b's What you want? ten, fifteen, twenty g's That's nothing, we can shop for prada sh** Ain't nothing to a player, but a scholarship So leave the lights on and the camera on Slim waist, lil thick lil amazon So let's those panties on, lay it down girlfriend Once I get this on, I wanna take you home And ride it, ride it, back it up and slip and slide it [hook 2x] [deuce:] hey mami, I wanna holla [trina:] uh uh, no way papi, I got my own dollars [deuce:] what, mami you lookin like my new baby mama [trina:] ah, papichulo, I see you all you want is mami chulo So, I'm straight [deuce:] hey mami [repeat 3x] [deuce:] hey mami [trina:] uh uh More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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