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    I just took the top off the coupe, lil lady
    Anywhere you wanna go?
    Dressed in Saint Laurent, attitude so crazy
    Hop in and we hit the road
    Yeah, I'm acting up
    Came a long way from the Honda
    Adding up, thumbing through all of the commas
    Back it up, now she dancing like Madonna
    Pack it up, mix the drink and marijuana

    Lil mama wanna roll
    So I count my dough
    This the life we chose
    Never coming home
    Straight to the store and we spazz out
    We hit the gas and we smash out
    Lil mama wanna roll
    So I count my dough
    Lil mama wanna roll
    So I count my dough
    This the life we chose
    Never coming home
    Straight to the store and we spazz out
    We hit the gas and we smash out
    Lil mama wanna roll
    So I count my dough

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    Lil mama she summertime shining
    Yellow shirt matching her Balenciaga
    Lately I ain't even trying
    Might cop a new 911 to drive in
    Just finished a show now
    We cruising up hills, feel the change of the climate
    I've been on the road
    So when I see her I tell her to ride it
    Silk, silk
    Silk 'round your ankles
    Palms, grip
    Palms gripping the bamboo sheets
    Feeling the heat
    Feeling the heat in the bedroom
    Sweet, sweet
    Got chills from me kissing your neck
    Look in to my eyes
    My hands up your thighs
    Where ever you like
    We can go
    We can go
    We can go

    Lil mama wanna roll
    So I count my dough
    This the life we chose
    Never coming home
    Straight to the store and we spazz out
    We hit the gas and we smash out
    Lil mama wanna roll
    So I count my dough
    Lil mama wanna roll
    So I count my dough
    This the life we chose
    Never coming home
    Straight to the store and we spazz out
    We hit the gas and we smash out
    Lil mama wanna roll
    So I count my dough

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    Composition: Trevor Daniel and Miles Wesley

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