Let's get crazy, let's get crazy tonight (Oooh, whatcha gonna do?) Let's get crazy, let's get crazy tonight (oooooh yeah) Hey little mama, gimme the keys tonight Hey little honey, comin' out for you tonight Let's jump in your wheels, see how it feels

I like your style Oh, mamacita Come, let's get more familiar Hey, mamacita Come, let's stay 'til mañana Baby, you're my cup of tea And I really wanna be in your company Yeah, yeah mamacita! Love me, lady, yeah, oh I

Oh love me to my soul, rock me to my soul Oh she rock me to my soul, oh rock me to my soul Sweeter than a honey bee, yeah, baby been sweet on me Sweeter than a honey bee, yeah, my queen bee Oh she rock to my soul, mama love me to my soul Love me to my

We coming home tonight Mama, mama, mama, yeah Where should we run to? Don't wanna wake up one day wishing that we'd done more I wanna live fast and never look back, it's what we here for Don't wanna wake up one day wondering "where'd it all go?" 'Cause

That's real life, oh oh oh Real life, ooh Mama talking that real life, oh oh oh That real life, real life, real life, real life Mama called me destructive, oh yeah Said it ruined me one day, yeah Cause every woman that loved me, oh yeah Seemed to push

Work hard, work hard 'Cause I work hard for mine yeah (work hard) 'Cause I work hard for mine Work hard, work Dropped out of school I didn't graduate (you know I didn't graduate) But I still got the M's on my plate (the M&M way) Mama ain't really have a

Mama don't get dressed up for nothing Cause mama don't get dressed up for nothing She said hey cowboy get off of that couch Yeah, the party's on and we're goin' out I got my low cut dress and my knee highboots I'm like money to burn and nothing to lose

Shawty gettin' freaky and nasty (Woo!) I'm a rich ass nigga, you a bitch ass nigga I'ma put face in it Nigga, quick fast, nigga Got a stick, grrragh Hit your bitch ass nigga Better talk to me nice when you hit that, nigga, yeah Heard my mama workin' with

Let's talk it over one more time Oh come back baby, yeah yeah Oh come back, baby Oh mama please dont go, yeah Cause the way I love you Child you'll never know Well I admit, baby That I was wrong

Goyard duffle, yeah yeah Got that Draco in it, yeah yeah Whip a chicken, yeah yeah Tryna break the pot, yeah yeah And I got that Glock, yeah yeah I got thirty shots, yeah yeah Got your baby mama, yeah yeah She bent over nigga, yeah yeah Young Savage