Hey Ma Songtext
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Hey Ma Songtext
It was a party on a Friday I walked in with my crew
Hardly flashy, I′m rocking minimal jewels, fresh from my shoes
To my cut, keeping a low profile
Usually because
I'm kinda introverted and shy, well... until I′m drunk
Time passes, I'm kinda buzzed
My glass is full of crown, white girl offer me patron
Like my liquor and women brown,
I'm sorry shorty I′ll pass on this one, it ain′t my style
Then somebody else caught my eye, I was pondering for a while
Should I approach her and then what would I ask or what would I tell her
Do you got a man? Don't see him around, he should know better
Than To leave a pretty girl by herself and lost in the function
Don′t know if it'll work or I′m buggin at least it's something
So I started walking, DJ was playing Marvin
I′m coming up, she started dancing, staring me down
Next thing, our bodies touch
I hold her close, the chemistry natural like we lovers
Then commotion's breaking out, sounds like niggas done shot the club up damn
She asks when ima see you again
I tell her if you tryna find me blow me blow a kiss in the wind
And Hey Ma
Holla at me when you leaving your friends
Or we can make this thing a party, you can bring em all in
Cuz hey now
I got homies they can kick it with them
And we can sneak off to a room, I'm tryna do a lil dance
Okay Now
Take my number and call me when you alone
We ain′t gotta tell the world what we doing Baby we grown
So I got her her number and she got mine
Text me, I′m hoping for a date, I text her Sunday at 9
I know a place, it's really fancy, wear a dress and even get you some fresh curls
She said don′t expect no pussy after cuz im a church girl
That's cool I can respect your decision
Baby you must be an angel and your halo is missing
You tryna take me to heaven? Am i dying? Is your daddy a reverend
Cuz things I′m tryna do to you I might just need a confession
She said you handsome and you funny I like that
You say this to other girls? Baby girl
I ain't like that
So trust me i really mean it I′m not really the player type
You too beautiful for games girl I can't even play your type
She prolly thinking yea he full of shit and he lying
And all Im thinking is after Sunday night she'll be mine
I might be taking this a little bit too fast but see I′m
Just tryna show that I′m serious I ain't wasting your time, cuz you fine
She asks when ima see you again
I tell her if you tryna find me blow me blow a kiss in the wind
And Hey Ma
Holla at me when you leaving your friends
Or we can make this thing a party, you can bring em all in
Cuz hey now
I got homies they can kick it with them
And we can sneak off to a room, I′m tryna do a lil dance
Okay Now
Take my number and call me when you alone
We ain't gotta tell the world what we doing Baby we grown
It′s 8:30 now on the Sunday, so I hop in the whip
I wanna make a good impression, quickly cleaning my shit
I pull up to her spot, I knock on the door and im kinda nervous
Seen her open up, and I could've fainted she looking perfect
So I walk her down and open her door up just like a gentleman
Tell her you look beautiful, smelling sweeter than cinnamon and brown sugar
And plus your eyes shine like the star you are
Heading to the date, while I′m driving I'm turning sum smooth on
A little Luther would suit ya, I lift the roof up
Let the stars, and moon and the city skyline just set the mood
We pull up to the restaurant, got a reservation for two
Tell her get whatever you want I never cheap out on food
Things are going great we wining, and dining
Making her smile
She tell me she ain't felt this good or had so much fun in a while
Kicked it for like two hours, I take her back to her place
She grabbed my hand said come inside
Put that pussy all in my face, then after that
She asks when ima see you again
I tell her if you tryna find me blow me blow a kiss in the wind
And Hey Ma
Holla at me when you leaving your friends
Or we can make this thing a party, you can bring em all in
Cuz hey now
I got homies they can kick it with them
And we can sneak off to a room, I′m tryna do a lil dance
Okay Now
Take my number and call me when you alone
We ain′t gotta tell the world what we doing Baby we grown
Hardly flashy, I′m rocking minimal jewels, fresh from my shoes
To my cut, keeping a low profile
Usually because
I'm kinda introverted and shy, well... until I′m drunk
Time passes, I'm kinda buzzed
My glass is full of crown, white girl offer me patron
Like my liquor and women brown,
I'm sorry shorty I′ll pass on this one, it ain′t my style
Then somebody else caught my eye, I was pondering for a while
Should I approach her and then what would I ask or what would I tell her
Do you got a man? Don't see him around, he should know better
Than To leave a pretty girl by herself and lost in the function
Don′t know if it'll work or I′m buggin at least it's something
So I started walking, DJ was playing Marvin
I′m coming up, she started dancing, staring me down
Next thing, our bodies touch
I hold her close, the chemistry natural like we lovers
Then commotion's breaking out, sounds like niggas done shot the club up damn
She asks when ima see you again
I tell her if you tryna find me blow me blow a kiss in the wind
And Hey Ma
Holla at me when you leaving your friends
Or we can make this thing a party, you can bring em all in
Cuz hey now
I got homies they can kick it with them
And we can sneak off to a room, I'm tryna do a lil dance
Okay Now
Take my number and call me when you alone
We ain′t gotta tell the world what we doing Baby we grown
So I got her her number and she got mine
Text me, I′m hoping for a date, I text her Sunday at 9
I know a place, it's really fancy, wear a dress and even get you some fresh curls
She said don′t expect no pussy after cuz im a church girl
That's cool I can respect your decision
Baby you must be an angel and your halo is missing
You tryna take me to heaven? Am i dying? Is your daddy a reverend
Cuz things I′m tryna do to you I might just need a confession
She said you handsome and you funny I like that
You say this to other girls? Baby girl
I ain't like that
So trust me i really mean it I′m not really the player type
You too beautiful for games girl I can't even play your type
She prolly thinking yea he full of shit and he lying
And all Im thinking is after Sunday night she'll be mine
I might be taking this a little bit too fast but see I′m
Just tryna show that I′m serious I ain't wasting your time, cuz you fine
She asks when ima see you again
I tell her if you tryna find me blow me blow a kiss in the wind
And Hey Ma
Holla at me when you leaving your friends
Or we can make this thing a party, you can bring em all in
Cuz hey now
I got homies they can kick it with them
And we can sneak off to a room, I′m tryna do a lil dance
Okay Now
Take my number and call me when you alone
We ain't gotta tell the world what we doing Baby we grown
It′s 8:30 now on the Sunday, so I hop in the whip
I wanna make a good impression, quickly cleaning my shit
I pull up to her spot, I knock on the door and im kinda nervous
Seen her open up, and I could've fainted she looking perfect
So I walk her down and open her door up just like a gentleman
Tell her you look beautiful, smelling sweeter than cinnamon and brown sugar
And plus your eyes shine like the star you are
Heading to the date, while I′m driving I'm turning sum smooth on
A little Luther would suit ya, I lift the roof up
Let the stars, and moon and the city skyline just set the mood
We pull up to the restaurant, got a reservation for two
Tell her get whatever you want I never cheap out on food
Things are going great we wining, and dining
Making her smile
She tell me she ain't felt this good or had so much fun in a while
Kicked it for like two hours, I take her back to her place
She grabbed my hand said come inside
Put that pussy all in my face, then after that
She asks when ima see you again
I tell her if you tryna find me blow me blow a kiss in the wind
And Hey Ma
Holla at me when you leaving your friends
Or we can make this thing a party, you can bring em all in
Cuz hey now
I got homies they can kick it with them
And we can sneak off to a room, I′m tryna do a lil dance
Okay Now
Take my number and call me when you alone
We ain′t gotta tell the world what we doing Baby we grown
Writer(s): Fidelis Folifac Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com