[Deuce Poppito]      Lil momma you off glass      [Trina] Uh, uh, uh, uh      I know you like the way I shake that, drop that      Cock back, make the pussy pop back      Fuck a nigga in a Benz with the top back      If you lyin on your dick, nigga stop that      You wanna fuck me for free, nigga freeze that      Show me where them D's at, lil momma needs that      I need a nigga who gonna lick on the clit      Who gonna pay all my bills      Who gonna trick on the rent      [Deuce Poppito]      Well damn lil momma, can you swallow my dick?      Can you keep that pussy poppin like a bottle of Cris?      [Trina] Hell yeah cause you know lil momma about it for sure      Cause off glass is my motto, my motto      [Trina and Deuce Poppito] If you got plenty cash, in your Chanel bag,      baby you off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      If you a high priced bitch with that ice round your wrist,      you off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      And when your back in the club and pop that pussy for them thugs,      Lil' mama You off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      And when you gettin plenty bread and got that fire,       you off glass Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      [Deuce Poppito]      Lil momma got in goin on like the candy and chrome      Off glass in cut with no panties on      I don't know lil momma, it's just somethin about ya      That make a nigga wanna fuck the dog shit out ya      Do your thing lil momma go in twerk it bitch      When Deuce Poppito see what you workin with      In that see-thru shit with your nipples hard      That shit gotta nigga dick triple hard      [Trina] Yeah I know playboy      It's just somethin about me      It take a real nigga to bring the freak up out me      Turn out the lights and slip up out me      Ain't nann size dick you could keep out me      [Deuce Poppito] Well damn lil momma, can you swallow my dick?      Can you keep that pussy poppin like a bottle of Cris?      [Trina] Hell yeah cause you know lil momma about it for sure      Cause off glass is my motto, my motto      [Trina and Deuce Poppito] If you got plenty cash, in your Chanel bag,       baby you off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      If you a high priced bitch with that ice round your wrist,      you off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      And when your back in the club and pop that pussy for them thugs,      Lil' mama You off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      And when you gettin plenty bread and got that fire,       you off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      [Trina] I know you like the way I bounce that, strip that,       flip back      Make the pussy drip back      Niggas cryin like they broke, I ain't with that      You better break a bitch off like a kit-kat      I know you like the way lil momma mack work, your      stack worth it      I'mma fuck you till your back hurt      I'm gettin grands hoe, you don't know nann hoe       That'll stay fitted down to the sandals      I know you like the way I throw that, slang that      In MI, that's where I got my game at      I'm Da Baddest Bitch, can't nothin' change that?      Every nigga that I fucked, they done came back      [Deuce Poppito] Well damn lil momma, can you swallow my dick?      Can you keep that pussy poppin like a bottle of Cris?      [Trina] Hell yeah cause you know lil momma about it for sure      Cause off glass is my motto, my motto      [Trina and Deuce Poppito] If you got plenty cash, in your Chanel bag,      baby you off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      If you a high priced bitch with that ice round your wrist,      you off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      And when your back in the club and pop that pussy for them thugs,       Lil' mama You off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      And when you gettin plenty bread and got that fire,       you off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      If you got plenty cash, in your Chanel bag,      baby you off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      If you a high priced bitch with that ice round your wrist,      you off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      And when your back in the club and pop that pussy for them thugs,       You off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass      And when you gettin plenty bread and got that fire,       you off glass      Ah-hah, lil' mama you off glass