BabyBalmainn - Hood Mami lyrics

Balmainn on em bitch I'm ballin' on em
Huh cook up

She want that Chanel, Chanel
My baby for real, for real
That shawty got sex appeal
She looking just like a meal
She don't know it's my heart that she steal
I don't know why her love is concealed
Man she bad for real, for real
Pray to God that he take the wheel
She calling my phone say that she lonely
Bitch what is you on, you fucked on my homie
You say that you done, you cannot condone me
You hood little chick you acting so phony
I fell in love with the pussy I can't lie
She trapped me good yeah she
Had my hands tied
Niggas they talk but they don't see that side
Bleeding inside see the blood in my eyes
She slim with thicker waist
My love had went to waste
On call she better play
Designer she don't play evil was in her face
These folks is out they place
First girl I ever chased

Double up my Styrofoam I got the juice
Shawty bad yeah I just like the way she move
Cup of Henny yeah it changing up her mood
She say she like me cause
My pockets stuck on blue
I throw a band I want to see her buss it back
I heard she hood so she
Be rolling with a strap
She got them tattoos on her body and her neck
Look me in the eyes and baby
Girl I'll leave you wet