Your mom She said she wanna be a track star, She gonna be my star. Stars go far thay shootin, good good star get that money money baby girl. We gettin luchie. Goochi baby make that gravy little momma. Dingus bomba. [Vers] I said little shorty why you wanna do that. She's tellin me she already on the Dingus just slobbin, and bobbin for free, why not get that Money Money honey. Nuff said little momma my Dingus bomba. Chasen that dolla dolla, gett gett get it little baby. Make that gravy baby. We get money money round herr ys herred me. [Loop] Your mom She said she wanna be a track star, She gonna be my star. Stars go far thay shootin, good good star get that money money baby girl. We gettin luchie. Goochi baby make that gravy little momma. Dingus bomba. [Vers] Ohhh looky now bottom bitch mad now. Everyone wants the new one not bottom bottom. Little track star runnin it lit baby. Yall all gettin that gravy. Bringin daddy that chedda. Don't even sweat ya. Trust my girs. We got a program. A code we role to boom boom. Gettin that money money. Shhh stop Little momma go get that gravy Little baby. [Loop] Your mom She said she wanna be a track star, She gonna be my star. Stars go far thay shootin, good good star get that money money baby girl. We gettin luchie. Goochi baby make that gravy little momma. Dingus bomba. Flip that ass make it bounce to the beat. [Vers] This new star shinin brightly, done Brought daddy 63 G's we STACKING she a little OG. Bunny gettin that iceberg lettuce. Loosely, getting money money. Good Little honey. She syacken it all around me. Good good little hustler bunny, gettin all the lettuce to me. Ewwww weeeyyy daddy gettin paid baby. Your mom She said she wanna be a track star, I said little shorty why you wanna do that. She's tellin me she already on the Dingus just slbbin, and bobbin for free, why not get that Money Money honey. Nuff said little momma my Dingus bomba. Chasen that dolla dolla, gett gett get it little baby. Make that gravy baby. We get money money round herr ys herred me. [Loop] Your mom She said she wanna be a track star, Ohhh looky now bottom bitch mad now. Everyone wants the new one not bottom bottom. Little track star runnin it lit baby. Yall all gettin that gravy. Bringin daddy that chedda. Don't even sweat ya. Trust my girs. We got a program. A code we role to boom boom. Gettin that money money. Shhh stop Little momma go get that gravy Little baby. This new star shinin brightly, done Brought daddy 63 G's we STACKING she a little OG. Bunny gettin that iceberg lettuce. Loosely, getting money money. Good Little honey. She syacken it all around me. Good good little hustler bunny, gettin all the lettuce to me. Ewwww weeeyyy daddy gettin paid baby.

Yo momma. Dingus bomba.