Lyrics

Talk Intro: Yeah goodmorning baby, now I know we did everything and all last night but?. I gotta go, my wife?s waiting on me?..holla

Check it out ma? you can?t fall in love with a homie like me?. I?m too fly.

Chorus: Hey! Mama hold up. We only kicked it once how you gonna fall in love. Now you know I got a girl and she aint trying to play with me. Keep it on the low baby if you wanna stay with me.


Verse 1: yeah I took her backstage, after the show. A fine mamacita jocking in the front row.
Sat back and got blowed, now a homie?s throwed now she?s sitting in my lap in a stretch limo

Man we blew through town, straight to the hotel, five room suite, turned the power off my nextel.

Checked her ID I aint trying to see a jail cell, whatever goes down. Baby girl you can?t tell.

Don?t tell your friends, they?ll make us famous, don?t have my wife looking for us in the (mer) cedes

I?m just trying to kick it, chill for a minute, maybe spend the night if the cat don?t bite!

No hater marks, stay off my neck, no lipstick on my roca wear sweats.

Mama spent the night, thought she understood. Woke up in the morning and she still looked good.

Bridge: Mama quit blowing my 2-way up. You know my girl might answer back. When I get a second I?ll get back at ya. So don?t be thinking that I?m mad at ya. When I come around girl I?ll scoop ya up. Show ya my gangsta style. Put my six-four up on three wheels, and clown with ya for awhile.

Chorus: Hey! Mama hold up. We only kicked it once how you gonna fall in love. Now you know I got a girl and she aint trying to play with me. Keep it on the low baby if you wanna stay with me.

Verse 2:

Now I can?t say I love ya, but a homie digs ya, if I didn?t feel ya, I wouldn?t cheat with ya

Wouldn?t try to kiss ya, take naked pictures, let ya in my house when my girl is out on business.

Let ya ride shotgun, take ya to the mall. Get what ya want go ahead and just ball.

Girl you?re looking so fine, wish I could keep ya. But I can?t take the platinum wedding band off my finger.

Baby you?re the shizz; I dig your coolness. Dig the way you is, and handle your biz.

And don?t be hating, on the way I is. You don?t hate on my wife or my bad ass kids

When you got chips, you?re trying to buy me something. Treat me like a pimp, like I?m fly or something.

Since the first time I did ya had it going on with ya. I feel bad cause I?m doing wrong with ya.

Chorus: Hey! Mama hold up. We only kicked it once how you gonna fall in love. Now you know I got a girl and she aint trying to play with me. Keep it on the low baby if you wanna stay with me.

Outro: check it out mama. Next time you wanna hook up just hit me on the hip.

If my wife happens to answer the phone?..just tell her you?re my cousin.

End.