Jacki-O - She Wanna Be A Strippa lyrics

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 bitch 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 fuck with broke niggas
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 bitch
Needa let nan nigga know she don't need them
And fast money is the motherfucking reason

She wanna be a strippa
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll
Backshots got them niggas
Steady throwing cash she wanna be a stripper
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll
Backshots got them niggas
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 niggas lined up
And she twerking that ass
She a bad lil mama in a major way
Now she looking for a nigga
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 niggas
Drug dealers in her cellphone
Ain't no need in waiting up
Mama she ain't coming home

She wanna be a strippa
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll
Backshots got them niggas
Steady throwing cash she wanna be a stripper
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll
Backshots got them niggas
Steady throwing cash

She a good girl gone with a troublesome past
Now her legs cocked up and
She fucking for cash
She blowing, she throwing
She shaking and she know it
And she rolling, she rolling
She got them niggas hoping, uh
Backshots got the niggas steady throwing cash
Thank God I asked her twice
She gon throw it back
She make it clap for them
Niggas 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 bitch
She know nigga 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
Backshots got them niggas
Steady throwing cash
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll
Backshots got them niggas
Steady throwing cash she wanna be a stripper
Backshots got them niggas
Steady throwing cash
Lil mama, lil mama, slow your roll

She wanna be a stripper