LIL MAMA

LIL MAMA - What It Is (Strike A Pose) (feat. T-Pain)

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[Intro: Lil' Mama]

I'm what it is...

I'm what it is...

I'm what it is...

Ha-hah, eh-hah, eh-hah, ha ha

I'm what it is... (What it is) what it is (what it is)

What it is (what it is) what it is (what it is)

What it is (what it is) what it is (what it is)

Ha, ha, ha-ha-ha - I'm WHAT IT ISSS!

Fresh for the block, Friday nights, party nights

Fresh for the block, 'cause everybody in the party

Straight from the block, but what they gon' stop?

My Netti wind is sick, my heel toe with twist-a

360, this is - (NON-PLAYWITABLE!)

My doo-wop is sick, hit that then hit the

360, this is - (FIVE STACKS CRITICAL!)

And I ain't tryna brag to you (no!)

And I ain't definitely tryna keep UP, 'cause I'm ahead of you

Walk, krump, and I murder you

Magic with a verse-a, dude

And that's just somethin that ain't changed yet, straight wreck

On anybody talkin material 'cause I take checks

So let's, make this a foreclosure

Been where you nev-ah, been real and the game's ov-ah!

Y'all mo' the, crust of these rap chicks (YEAH!)

Peep what it is, but they not like this - I'm WHAT IT ISSS!

[Chorus: T-Pain {Lil' Mama}]

She fine (she fine), she sexy, cool

And don't n'am dudes know what to do with her (know what to do with her)

{I'm WHAT IT ISSS!} All these chicks can keep hatin

But they know that they can't fool with her (they can't fool with her)

{I'm WHAT IT ISSS!} She hit the spot and shut it DAOWN! (DOWN!)

No messin around, strike a pose, girl

(Aw yeah, aw yeeeeaaaah) Strike a pose, girl!

... Now get off, GET OFF!

[Lil' Mama:]

(I'm WHAT IT ISSS! - WHOA) "She's so aggressive, the girl pressin"

(I'm WHAT IT ISSS! - WHOA) "But she's a wack adolescent"

(I'm WHAT IT ISSS! - WHOA) Successin is my only mission

It's impossible for anybody, come and get it

Definition of raw talent and I write all bars

Flay cars in the hood they call me No Holds Barred

Born star like my lil' brother Onstar

And I will, eat you rappers plus the candy's inside

Lil' Mama nicka-nicknamed Dharma ?

I'm a truth in the booth, (Shawty Gets Loose)

And they way I eat guys so mean

"Lil' Mama, YOU'RE SO MEAN! " - SO?!

I like to rock the party and I like to rock the show

When they step into my league, I gotta use all force

When you START tryin to play with my brain like I'm crazy

Oh baby! That's when it's rock-a-bye baby!

[Chorus]

[Lil' Mama:]

Why don't you come around here, dawg?

Look for me, type ease in bees we breeze

Pass your team, 'cause I been to where you sightseen

Nothing that you do or could ever do to excite me

Can't see, like we know maybes or more than likely

She gon' have flow ? , which means I got flow sick disease

Which means I have no sympathies, no antedote, y'all heard of me!

Please, with these CB-4 chicks

'fore I get up on some see mo', feed me mo'

This is what I been sayin for some time now (time now)

If anybody got an object-ion, time's now!

Mo' fitted and mo' stroll 'cause she's ON

She's on - (wha?) SHE'S ON!

Wake up in the mornin, go to sleep at dawn

My mama shoulda named me Dawn, ah-uh-uh, ONNN!

Either way, I woulda been a trip, the way I flip {YEAH!}

The script and switch then get down like this - I'm WHAT IT ISSS!

[Chorus]

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