poppin my s with hurricane chris

Justin Bieber

Mm, lil mama wanna be right beside me
Lil mama wanna be just like me
I m poppin my shit, poppin my shit
I m poppin my shit, poppin my shit
Mm, lil mama wanna be right beside me
Lil mama wanna be just like me
I m poppin my shit, poppin , my shit
I m poppin my shit, poppin, my shit

Through these bustdown Cartier s I see everybody
Picture perfect, this that shit that have your head bobbin
Took her shopping, put her in some red bottoms
Walk in the club, let her flex on everybody
Swear I ll always have your back if you take care of me
Taking shots of this tequila, living carefree
I m tryna make sure that you comfortable, got leather seats
Take you home and bend you up just like the letter C
From Ratchett City to New Orleans
Got Cali baddies, Atlanta Peaches
Once I hit, you gon get hooked
And ain t gon never leave me
Got some friends and they all love Justin Bieber

Mm, lil mama wanna be right beside me
Lil mama wanna be just like me
I m poppin my shit, poppin my shit
I m poppin my shit, poppin my shit
Mm, lil mama wanna be right beside me
Lil mama wanna be just like me
I m poppin my shit, poppin , my shit
I m poppin my shit, poppin, my shit

Lil mama wanna be