Songwriter: RiFF RAFF
[Intro]
Yeah
This song go out to all the girls that I accidentally broke they heart
And it go out to all the ones that I purposely broke they heart
[Chorus]
Lil' mama, I'm sorry, I never meant to ball like this
And who would expect I'd be in a drop-top six or Ferrari
Lil' mama, I'm sorry
Lil' mama, I'm sorry, I never meant to ball like this
And who would expect I'd be in a drop-top six or Ferrari
Lil' mama, I'm sorry
[Verse]
Hot summer working lumber in my stretch plum hummer
Working wheels, popping pills, showcasing my skills
Will I make twenty mil? Only time will tell
I'ma ball at the mall, shutting down the sea wall
Forty karats across my jaws just in case they don't trust me
MC Hammer can't touch me, your freestyle is disgusting
Make 'em mad, glad lock bags in the Toucan Sam Jag
Dropping bombs like Saddam setting off car alarms
Might pull up in Milan in the drop candy swan
Might swing through your prom with the wand in my palm
I'ma lie to your mom, make her mad at your dad
Fifty days, fifty nights, codeine in the Sprite
Might throw some diamonds on my hands, diamonds on handkerchief
Pour a four inside my pancreas, got diamonds on dental
I'ma swing the instrumental, I'ma break a two pencil
Two or three, one for key, make it O.O.C
[Chorus]
Lil' mama, I'm sorry, I never meant to ball like this
And who would expect I'd be in a drop-top six or Ferrari
Lil' mama, I'm sorry
Lil' mama, I'm sorry, I never meant to ball like this
And who would expect I'd be in a drop-top six or Ferrari
Lil' mama, I'm sorry
Yeah
This song go out to all the girls that I accidentally broke they heart
And it go out to all the ones that I purposely broke they heart
[Chorus]
Lil' mama, I'm sorry, I never meant to ball like this
And who would expect I'd be in a drop-top six or Ferrari
Lil' mama, I'm sorry
Lil' mama, I'm sorry, I never meant to ball like this
And who would expect I'd be in a drop-top six or Ferrari
Lil' mama, I'm sorry
[Verse]
Hot summer working lumber in my stretch plum hummer
Working wheels, popping pills, showcasing my skills
Will I make twenty mil? Only time will tell
I'ma ball at the mall, shutting down the sea wall
Forty karats across my jaws just in case they don't trust me
MC Hammer can't touch me, your freestyle is disgusting
Make 'em mad, glad lock bags in the Toucan Sam Jag
Dropping bombs like Saddam setting off car alarms
Might pull up in Milan in the drop candy swan
Might swing through your prom with the wand in my palm
I'ma lie to your mom, make her mad at your dad
Fifty days, fifty nights, codeine in the Sprite
Might throw some diamonds on my hands, diamonds on handkerchief
Pour a four inside my pancreas, got diamonds on dental
I'ma swing the instrumental, I'ma break a two pencil
Two or three, one for key, make it O.O.C
[Chorus]
Lil' mama, I'm sorry, I never meant to ball like this
And who would expect I'd be in a drop-top six or Ferrari
Lil' mama, I'm sorry
Lil' mama, I'm sorry, I never meant to ball like this
And who would expect I'd be in a drop-top six or Ferrari
Lil' mama, I'm sorry
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