The Diplomats - Hey Ma (Remix) lyrics

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Cam'Ron- Hey Ma Remix, Diplomats Records.. let's go

I like it, you like it

I love it, you love it

You want it, I gut it

There's no need for you to be afraid

Yo, where my baby at? Not home

I heard her drop's chrome

V-12, uh-oh my little girl done got grown

Stocks grown, whereabouts are not known

But she check on the kid- hit the block phone

See you beat your girl

You need to free your girl

Let her breathe, B, go see the world

Wanna lock it down like she on punishment

That's why every time I hit it dog, I punish it

Let me tell ya why I seen you many times

Can't describe the way you make me feel

Hang over his or mine, you gut me feelin' high

Could chemistry be the real?

Boy it's so true that I'm wanting you

Can we hook up and spend some time?

You're the first one, boy the only one

That's always on my mind

In a summer day, in the winter time

When you breathe the heat, gutta make you mine

And I'm liking all the things you do

Can I get the chance to know you, so come on

I like it, you like it

No need to front when I'm around

I love it, you love it

That's why you keep on starin' me down

You want it, I gut it

And I'm telling you that

There's no need for you to be afraid

I like it

So you walkin' by, again you caught my eye

I knew right then you were the one I needed in my life

So chocolate and fine, I nearly lost my mind

When you graced me with your presence for the second time

Let's get together and do whatever

There's no need for you to waste your time

Wanna make moves, if it's alright with you

Hit me up so we can chill sometime

Hey Ma, what's up?

Yes, you rather high

That car I copped? I just had to drop

It for you though- paint the thing apricot

When you take off, you'll feel like an astronaut

When I get pulled, Mom, I say pass the glock

Stash the rocks, F cops, smash the drop

Watch them go from Ben and turn to dope Shay

Via speaker Louie now her gold is rosy

Hey Ma, what's up?

Let's slide- I gut the ride parked right outside

And once again we must discuss something

Calm down, don't touch nothin'

Remember I still ain't crush nothin'

I ain't tryin' a be rude

I'm liking your groove, liking your move

The red stripe on your shoes

Those are Prada, right? Damn, I'm her type

She tryin to get to know me

I'm trying to pop tonight cuz

(I like it, you like it)

So let's do it- let's move it baby

Once again we up the west side

Only difference is she leaning on my left side

Playin with this, damn!

I call Cam, know he waitin for this shit

Phone rings (know he waitin for this)

Yo, Cam (What up?)

I stuffed (Say word)

That's right (That's right)

(And ya'll got it on toniiiight)

I like the way you move the things you do to me

Your smile got me feelin' you

Your attitude your style goes out on 23

I know you're feelin' me

I like it, you want it, so get up on it!