Latto - Big Mama lyrics

[Intro]
—Uh,
O-okay —tuh

[Verses]
You make it hard to talk about you —uh
Like what I see, so I'm workin my mood

You give me butterflies
You the one, f**k them other guys
At the start, I told a couple lies
But after that, I swear, I really tried

Kept it real about my past n***as
And I hope you never thinkin' otherwise
Sometimes, my mind takes
Me places and I wonder why

Why the f**k you got two phones?
N***a, what you doin' on that other line?
S**t, better be some money talk


'cause some beef talk go another vibe

I don't play
About a side b***h
And you heard me say
About a hunnid times

Let me try and keep it sexy for you
We can talk about that another time
Love yo' ass in the worst way
Let you hit it on the first date
What you gon' do
For Big Mama, for real?

What do I get for my birthday?
What do I get for my birthday?
What do I get for my birthday?
What do I get for my birthday?

You gotta put in some work today
Can you please do the most for me

'cause I'm sprung?
—sprung for you
Can you give me some good d**k
'til I cum? — c*m for you

Then can you make me nut again
Where's your tongue?
—want for you
Can I please get a pink Glock with a drum?
—pow —pow —pow!

If you can go
Another round then we ain't done
I'ma f**k you 'til we see the sun
Drinkin' out the bottle 'til this s**t is done

On some Andre 3K s**t, man
Where the f**k are my panties at?
'Cause I ain't wearin' none,
I ain't wearin' none
I ain't wearin' none
I ain't wearin' none

[Change beat]

[Chorus]
—Yeah —yeah

Big Mama
Big Mama
Big Mama
Bettin' it wet when he call me Big
—yeah, COUPE)

[Verse]
Love when he call me Big Mama
—yeah, that get the coochie wet
Ho better stick to TikTokin'
Mean that with all disrespect

I was a virgin 'fore I met you, baby
I don't have a ex
Thought I told you b***hes
I pull up in twenty Cadillacs
—skrrt!

Yeah!

Money long, cheetah thong
Thick as hell, Georgia Dome
Sharin' n***as, sharin' clothes
I don't know what y'all be on

Y'all go for shit I wouldn't
I'm up three-hundred a booking
Bitch, I don't play for the Nets
But I'm gon' shoot shit up 'bout Brooklyn
—on God, brhtt!

Every time I'm cookin' —cookin'!
He know I put my foot in —foot in!
Leave yo' b***h, get wit' a boss
She can't give you nothin' but pussy
—ouh!

Pretty boy can't take me home
Latto want an Al Capone
T-shirt with no panties on
F**k him to my favorite song
—heh

[Chorus]
Yeah! —Big Mama, —...tuh
And don't, yeah; Big Mama, —yeah!
Bi****s get! Big Mama, Big Mama
—pow —pow —pow —pow
B***h, I'm Big Mama
—pow —pow —pow —pow
Call me Big Mama
—pow!
He loves his Big Mama

Big Mama, Big Mama
—yeah, pow-pow, —tuh
—pow-pow, —yeah —yuh

Big Mama, Big Mama
Big Mama
—yeah, yuh, pow-pow, yeah, —yuh
—pow-pow, yeah! —yuh, pow-pow!

Yeah, —
I get wet when he call me Big Mama
—yeah —yeah —yeah

Big Mama, Big Mama
Big Mama
—yeah, pow-pow, —tuh
—pow-pow, yeah, —yuh
Big Mama, Big Mama
Big Mama
—yeah, yuh, pow-pow, yeah, —yuh
—pow-pow, yeah! —yuh, pow-pow!

Yeah, —
I get wet when he call me Big Mama
—yeah —yeah —yeah

[Outro]
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