Say, lil mama
What up, whoadie?
Say, say, say, say, lil mama
Yeah, yeah
Hey, girl!
It’s Friday!
I know
What y’all doin’?
You ain’t got no job
Say what?
You right
You ain’t got nothin’ to do
No no, no job
You right!
So we goin’ out!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Live, come on girl!
Time to kill!
That right
Ha!
Ha ha, ha
Uh, uh, uh

That’s my song
DJ, turn that heat up louder, you heard me
That’s my song
DJ, a little more on the volume, you heard me
That’s my song
DJ, you know you goin’ hard, so don’t hurt me
That’s my song
DJ, here come my favorite part, so let’s party

I see some hotties standing outside
In the line, waiting patiently to get their gangster on
I see some mamas rocking Prada
Bottega Veneta, Christian Dior and Louis Vuitton
Ooh ooh wee, we be
Rocking for deep in the caddy tonight
Ooh ooh wee, we be
Searchin’ for our sexy daddies, alright
Ooh ooh wee, we be
Hitting the club downtown, we heard it’s bumpin’
Ooh ooh wee, we see
It’s whack, so we rollin’ down the street
And we bumpin’

That’s my song
DJ, turn that heat up louder, you heard me
That’s my song
DJ, a little more on the volume, you heard me
That’s my song
DJ, you know you goin’ hard, so don’t hurt me
That’s my song
DJ, here come my favorite part, so let’s party

I see my partners standing left to me beggin’ desperately
To hook her up with the brother on my right
I’m feelin’ funny ’cause I kinda wish that money to my right was feeling me
But child, it’s alright
Ooh ooh-ooh wee, we see
Fellas jockin’ deep and silent glockin’
Ooh ooh wee, we see
Drinks being bought and shoulders getting high
Ooh ooh wee we see
Folks fired up, getting crunk, getting drunk
Ooh ooh wee, we see
The party erupts as he turned the track up

That’s my song
DJ, turn that heat up louder, you heard me
That’s my song
DJ, a little more on the volume, you heard me
That’s my song
DJ you know you goin’ hard, so don’t hurt me
That’s my song
DJ here come my favorite part, so let’s party

Girl, you come over here
I didn’t know you had got them green shoes on?
Oh, god, ha!
‘Cause I know she got them callin’ misters on her feet!
Girl, he’s polka-dot brown, so what if I’m gettin’ with him?
Ooh ooh wee

Ooh ooh wee, we see
Band-aid feet, pinky rings and fake Rollies
Ooh ooh wee, we see
Too many prints, bandits and ashy knees
Ooh ooh wee, we see
Beautiful people havin’ a good time
Ooh ooh wee, we see
It’s 4 o’clock, we back next week, the same time

That’s my song
DJ, turn that heat up louder, you heard me
That’s my song
DJ, a little more on the volume, you heard me
That’s my song
DJ, you know you goin’ hard, so don’t hurt me
That’s my song
DJ, here come my favorite part, so let’s party

Oh oh
Oh
Oh ooh, oh ooh ooh
Oh, that’s my song
Oh, that’s my song
That’s my song
Don’t you know tha-that song?
That’s my song
Yeah