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| Trina Miscellaneous I Wanna Holla - (featuring Duece Poppi) Hey mammi I wanna holla Ah ah no way Poppi, I got my own dollas What, mammi you lookin’ like my new baby mama Naw, Poppi tulo, I see all you want is mammi coolo so I’m straight Hey yo, you a young bitch and I’m thuggin’ it An girl I don’t give a fuck if your husband in it I had you on my team, 5-6?? queen ghetto We can get our freak on like Missy Drink Cris ‘til we pissy Smoke ?? Whitney Take you to the house, to the house party That’s right, Im’ma holla mammi Hop in the bed, you follow mammi I wanna play on the playground ?? mammi Shut up and lay down mammi Oh now, you wanna chase me You wanna take me To the diamond disco and lace me You wanna fly me to Hawaii Anything I want you’ll buy me You respectin’ me, but you sweatin’ me You wanna freeze my wrists and forget me You wanna fuck me You wanna touch me An’ lock me down, handcuff me That’s cool, but I got my own cash You can keep your bread, I got ?? An’ that sounds just like game to me You ain’t half the playa you claim to be Hey mammi I wanna holla Lil’ mammi, if it’s about a dolla I’ll break you off proper ?? What, you want 10, 15, 20 g’s? That’s nothin’ We can shop for Prada shit Ain’t nothin’ ?? So leave the lights on and the cameras on ?? Lay it down, girlfriend ?? I wanna take you home and ride it ride it Back it up and Slip-N-Slide it Hey mammi Hey mammi Ah ah Hey mammi Ah ah Hey mammi Ah ah |
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