The Synphony - Sorry Lil'Mama lyrics

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The Synphony - Sorry Lil'Mama lyrics

[Chorus: Z-Ro] Sorry lil'mama I gotta go Not tryna hit and run ya, but I got another show It's already check out time-plus my plane leaves at fo' Give me them digits and a later date I'll f** with you some mo' Mean while rollin on chrome, every lil'mama I run into wanna take me home Tryna give 'em all a fair share because they all want this bone So don't get mad at me if my cell phone is on roam I'm just tryna get some dome [Verse 1 - Lil' Flip] YEA Now if you rollin with me come now I'm a gangsta I'll never put my gun down I can't drive girl cause I'm high I see ya belly ring, plus you gotta bu*terfly Twenty eights when I roll out Ten clear coats on my gold drop What's yo name, where you from girl Gotta presidental suite, you can come girl I got Cris'by the case load What the hell ya baby daddy in my face fo' Now I'm reachin for my waist so We got chicks in every state, WOAH [Chorus] [Verse 2 - P-Nutt] HUH the whip paid fo', she starin at my watch I'm like what you in my face fo'(uhh) She heard of rider gang, she wanna ride a gangsta Ride with a gangsta, I'm a type of gangsta It ain't bout the fame she just diggin my nature It ain't bout the change, she said want the paper I'm feelin ya style and ya cla**y ways I want my child in ya stomach but not havin my baby Anyway I'm a one night stand man And after this night I'm a dump you like a trash can Like I set you on fire I can put you out I was ya gas can and I can be ya water spout [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Z-Ro] YEA I gotta Sprint, and a T Mobile, and a Nextel phone And all three of 'em ringin, from bad a** b**hes that wanna bone Take one or two calls, take one to the telly, and take one home Cuttin corners barely missin the curb-tryin not to break her bone I'm sittin on choppa eighty-threes, and fresh a** meat A n***a tryed to jack me for 'em so I opened up his chest last week I'm rude as a mothaf**er but I get nice when I recieve head Might fall off for a minute but I get back right when I recieve bread Talk up on somethin short and thick-go straight to the bed with it But on the low low, cause someones always watchin like a fed visit Crucify the coochie then cut a couple of corners Cruisin with me in the Bentley soon as I borrow ya... [Chorus]