{Intro}
Hey Jay, Jay, this girl calling you! Right here!
What you doing here?
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Her little shoes on? Who you is?
Got on her little outfit
I"m saying, what you doing in here, though?
For real, mama
And you smoking! Who gave you that?
Uh-uh, they need to put this lil girl up out of here
Girllll ...
Lil mama, lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll!
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll
She grew up in the hood
Get it how she could
Switch blade in her purse
And she wish a b*tch would
Only fifteen, uh, but nevermind
She need to make money, so she on another grind
She done changed her mind
She don't wanna go to school
She wanna be a stripper
Cuz them girls makе loot
She tired of being tеased
She want Gucci boots too
With a fresh hairdo, with Benz on 22's
So she looking for cash
She don't wanna fu*k with broke ni**as
She wanna shake her ass
For them killers and them dope dealers
She know she got the shape on her
She can make 'em pay for it
So she practice in the mirror everyday for it
Heavy gloss on the lips, put some weave in
Tats on her chest, let 'em know she a G b*tch
Needa let nan ni**a know she don't need them
And fast money is the motherfu*king reason
{Chorus}
She wanna be a strippa
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll (x3)
Backshots got them ni**as steady throwing cash
She wanna be a stripper
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll (x3)
Backshots got them ni**as steady throwing cash
She ready
She done copped her first pair of shoes
6 inch high heels with the matching costume
Things ain't the same, she done changed her name
It used to be Mary, but now it's Mary Jane
But she ain't getting money off of tabletops
She had to make her first hundred in the parking lot
But ain't no shame in the game 'cuz her mission is cash
She got them ni**as lined up, and she twerking that ass
She a bad lil mama in a major way
Now she looking for a ni**a that'll save the day
She wanna live good, she wanna floss right
She ain't looking for love, she wanna floss tight
She wanna be rich, in those rims that be deep dish
Gucci bags, paper tags, focused on the weekend
Put bald ni**as, drug dealers in her cellphone
Ain't no need in waiting up, mama she ain't coming home
{Chorus}
She wanna be a strippa
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll (x3)
Backshots got them ni**as steady throwing cash
She wanna be a stripper
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll (x3)
Backshots got them ni**as steady throwing cash
She a good girl gone with a troublesome past
Now her legs co*ked up and she fu*king for cash
She blowing, she throwing
She shaking and she know it
And she rolling, she rolling
She got them ni**as hoping, uh
Backshots got the ni**as steady throwing cash
Thank God I asked her twice, she gon throw it back
She make it clap for them ni**as that be throwing stacks
And they yak got her dancing like {?}
She wanna be a strippa
She getting money, now she looking like a movie star
She a groupie broad, she keep her Louis on
She a smart b*tch, she know ni**a do her wrong
She pay her own bills, own car, in her own home
She wanna be a stripper
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll (x3)
Backshots got them ni**as steady throwing cash
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll (x3)
Backshots got them ni**as steady throwing cash
She wanna be a stripper
Backshots got them ni**as steady throwing cash
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll
She wanna be a stripper