Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we geekin'
Geekin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we eatin'
Eatin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Poppa don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Geekin'
Geekin'
Woo
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we geekin'
Geekin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we eatin'
Eatin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Poppa don't know we grindin'
Geekin'
Geekin'
Ya
I've been on the whip side
I've been on the flip side
I've been on the ball like Brady
Ughh
I've been on the whip side
Tryna let the whip ride
Tryna get it all like gravy
Whip it when the wrist fine
Whip it when the wrist fine
Lookin' like a mall that's Macy
Whip it when the wrist shine
Whip it when the wrist shine
Now they wanna call that crazy
Now I need a crib wit a car
Or a car wit a crib
Dat can park by da gates
Now I need a wrist like a star
Or a bitch with a bra
That can pop in ur face
Now I need the keys to the bar
Or the bar wit the keys
Like a lock to a safe
Now I gotta see from a far
That the gees wanna spar
So I'm poppin' a case
Y'all don't wanna race dose bengals
Y'all don't wanna waste dose angles
Less you wanna face dose angels
Y'all can get laced like ankles
Leave em like church on Sunday
For dey get work like Monday
Smokin' that purp like runway
Y'all can merked like gunplay
I'm makin' friends wit a loon
Cuz when I go buck you go end in a tomb
I'm makin friends wit a loon
Cuz when I go buck den you dead in a room
I need my bread like a goon
Until it get hot N' we headed June
I need sum bread like a coon
N' gimme sum head while I'm fed wit a spoon
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we geekin'
Geekin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we eatin'
Eatin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Poppa don't know we grindin'
Geekin'
Geekin'
Ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we geekin'
Geekin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we eatin'
Eatin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Poppa don't know we grindin'
Geekin'
Geekin'
Dip Black - Momma Lyrics
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English
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we geekin'
Geekin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we eatin'
Eatin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Poppa don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Geekin'
Geekin'
Woo
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we geekin'
Geekin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we eatin'
Eatin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Poppa don't know we grindin'
Geekin'
Geekin'
Ya
I've been on the whip side
I've been on the flip side
I've been on the ball like Brady
Ughh
I've been on the whip side
Tryna let the whip ride
Tryna get it all like gravy
Whip it when the wrist fine
Whip it when the wrist fine
Lookin' like a mall that's Macy
Whip it when the wrist shine
Whip it when the wrist shine
Now they wanna call that crazy
Now I need a crib wit a car
Or a car wit a crib
Dat can park by da gates
Now I need a wrist like a star
Or a bitch with a bra
That can pop in ur face
Now I need the keys to the bar
Or the bar wit the keys
Like a lock to a safe
Now I gotta see from a far
That the gees wanna spar
So I'm poppin' a case
Y'all don't wanna race dose bengals
Y'all don't wanna waste dose angles
Less you wanna face dose angels
Y'all can get laced like ankles
Leave em like church on Sunday
For dey get work like Monday
Smokin' that purp like runway
Y'all can merked like gunplay
I'm makin' friends wit a loon
Cuz when I go buck you go end in a tomb
I'm makin friends wit a loon
Cuz when I go buck den you dead in a room
I need my bread like a goon
Until it get hot N' we headed June
I need sum bread like a coon
N' gimme sum head while I'm fed wit a spoon
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we geekin'
Geekin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we eatin'
Eatin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Poppa don't know we grindin'
Geekin'
Geekin'
Ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we geekin'
Geekin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we eatin'
Eatin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Poppa don't know we grindin'
Geekin'
Geekin'
Poppa don't know we geekin'
Geekin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we eatin'
Eatin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Poppa don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Geekin'
Geekin'
Woo
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we geekin'
Geekin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we eatin'
Eatin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Poppa don't know we grindin'
Geekin'
Geekin'
Ya
I've been on the whip side
I've been on the flip side
I've been on the ball like Brady
Ughh
I've been on the whip side
Tryna let the whip ride
Tryna get it all like gravy
Whip it when the wrist fine
Whip it when the wrist fine
Lookin' like a mall that's Macy
Whip it when the wrist shine
Whip it when the wrist shine
Now they wanna call that crazy
Now I need a crib wit a car
Or a car wit a crib
Dat can park by da gates
Now I need a wrist like a star
Or a bitch with a bra
That can pop in ur face
Now I need the keys to the bar
Or the bar wit the keys
Like a lock to a safe
Now I gotta see from a far
That the gees wanna spar
So I'm poppin' a case
Y'all don't wanna race dose bengals
Y'all don't wanna waste dose angles
Less you wanna face dose angels
Y'all can get laced like ankles
Leave em like church on Sunday
For dey get work like Monday
Smokin' that purp like runway
Y'all can merked like gunplay
I'm makin' friends wit a loon
Cuz when I go buck you go end in a tomb
I'm makin friends wit a loon
Cuz when I go buck den you dead in a room
I need my bread like a goon
Until it get hot N' we headed June
I need sum bread like a coon
N' gimme sum head while I'm fed wit a spoon
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we geekin'
Geekin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we eatin'
Eatin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Poppa don't know we grindin'
Geekin'
Geekin'
Ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we geekin'
Geekin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Poppa don't know we eatin'
Eatin' ya
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Momma don't know we grindin'
Whaa
Poppa don't know we grindin'
Geekin'
Geekin'
Writer: Phil James
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