Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Brian Casey, Clifford Harris, Shad Moss, Phalon Alexander, Brandon Casey
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Bow WowHey Little Momma Lyrics:
Another Jazzie Fizzle, Bow Wizzle
Calaborizzle my nizzle ah,oh oh oh
I met what seem to be the girl of my dreams
In the mall at the sneaker store
Saw 'bout a week ago, wonder should I speak or know
But probably not I bet she got a lot of guys in the jock you never know
But wouldn't hurt me to holla, little momma hot
She got all the signature features her momma got
Listen, baby, I'm tired of of switching labels
Let's say we consider dating, continue communicating
No chasing, no wasting yo time, the pleasures mine
I'ma show how to shine, just sit back and recline
'Cause the ride on stilts, my bank going swole
I'm wearing Rose Gold at 16 years old
But right now that don't matter
I honestly rather be discussing or to fussing how we gon' get together
And rather you knew it or not, I was digging yo stlye
Loving yo smile, little momma you should listen to Bow
Hey little momma, little momma let me holla a minute
I know you tired of hearing, gemme ya digits, but dig it
Hey little momma, I ain't trying to spoil ya day
Just had to say you looking great today, I say
Hey little momma, I'm trying to come over da night
And watch a movie If you say it'a aight, aight?
Hey little momma, I'm digging ya style
Loving ya smile, little momma come and kick it wit Bow
I was thinking I could come over
And chill wit you tonight and sit next to you on ya sofa
And maybe pop in a DVD, and make some popcorn just for you and me
But see I been on tour for a minute
I wanna come home and settle down for a minute
You feel me, if you wit it den let me know
And if you say yes that you wit it, den that's fa sho
'Cause see I can arrange some thangs
I'm talking pick you up from school and arranging thangs
You know this dog likes to roam, but you know
I can't come over when ya pops is home
I think it's 'bout time for you to hang up the phone
Ya father probably got his ear to the door so
Look it's best to tell you I'll just holla tomorrow
Just hit me on the hip I promise to call
Hey little momma, little momma let me holla a minute
I know you tired of hearing , gemme ya digits, but dig it
Hey little momma, I ain't trying to spoil ya day
Just had to say you looking great today, I say
Hey little momma, I'm trying to come over da night
And watch a movie If you say it'a aight, aight?
Hey little momma, I'm digging ya style
Loving ya smile, little momma come and kick it wit Bow
I need a little momma that ain't wit the drama
She know how to get it, she know that I'm calling
Tell her that I need somebody, someone I can share my time wit
Flyness, sididdy, her bodes kind of pretty
Like we kind of smooth how we move through the city like
I need a girl that's really down for sure, yeah, say
Hey little momma, little momma let me holla a minute
I know you tired of hearing, gemme ya digits, but dig it
Hey little momma, I ain't trying to spoil ya day
Just had to say you looking great today, I say
Hey little momma, I'm trying to come over da night
And watch a movie If you say it's aight, aight?
Hey little momma, I'm digging ya style
Loving ya smile, little momma come and kick it wit Bow
Hey little momma, little momma let me holla a minute
I know you tired of hearing, gemme ya digits, but dig it
Hey little momma, I ain't trying to spoil ya day
Just had to say you looking great today, I say
Hey little momma, I'm trying to come over da night
And watch a movie If you say it's aight, aight?
Hey little momma, I'm digging ya style
Loving ya smile, little momma come and kick it wit Bow
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