Like a Stripper

Like a Stripper

HOOK
I met my mama at the spot
Like a stripper
I swear this shit get off the plop
Like a stripper
Bet she get attention a lot
Like a stripper
Like a stripper
I could put that on God
Like, “Ooh la la la” (Like a stripper)
“Oooh la la laaaa” (Like a stripper)

Verse 1:
The bourbon worsen the sermon
My wording of the current version determine the urban legend
Yet success was certain

I slapped payback surprise attack I snapped and got strapped
Nymphomaniac on prozac
With a marriage contract

In the kitchen the dish rack filled with knick knacks
I adapt a fallback a new path, landed smack dab in a bloodbath

Captain Obvious is monotonous as a lobbyist
His sloppiest and cockiest audience pimply moves
Simply used, tipsy mood, empty views, dimly glutes, grizzly roots
I spit the truth, stick and move
I change the tune, switch the tube

HOOK
I met my mama at the spot
Like a stripper
I swear this shit get off the plop
Like a stripper
Bet she get attention a lot
Like a stripper
Like a stripper
I could put that on God
Like, “Ooh la la la” (Like a stripper)
“Oooh la la laaaa” (Like a stripper)

Verse 2:
What you gonna do with shit hits the fan
When life’s darker than your suntan
Only thing you taste is whoop-ass from a can

Don’t get tired, fix the flat like a man
Decision to understand, when others would have ran
Whatever life hands, patience she demands

Check the price and pay attention

Lil Wayne- did I got to say- I mention
Not a hater but she bitchin
Got a bud, then she’s swishing

Listen, head to toe in each position
In corn rows, braids, she never tripping
With her husband, she tight, he fit in

Passport like she on a mission
And if she’s out, she quick to switch n’
If she broke she back to stripping

Cus you out then fix her lip n’
Friends in prison she start listin’
Like 2 Chainz, spittin’ she’s different

HOOK
I met my mama at the spot
Like a stripper
I swear this shit get off the plop
Like a stripper
Bet she get attention a lot
Like a stripper
Like a stripper
I could put that on God
Like, “Ooh la la la” (Like a stripper)
“Oooh la la laaaa” (Like a stripper)

Verse 3:
Your the wind beneath my wings
From what I can see, we all have dreams
Anything to get me out my Express jeans

An olanzapine for my moods so mean
Don’t make this a murder scene
Better to be a has been than a never was

A Milly Rock twerk and you hot stuff
Can’t touch this, nah nah nah nah
Republican mom, I’m so proud of

I’m back bitch, I’m a step above

But won’t return my calls
Join the club, pushup bra and dirty looks
Fuck
No yo yo, I know, it’s true enough
Rip the blunt, Puff
Want some, get some

My fault, I’m done

HOOK
I met my mama at the spot
Like a stripper
I swear this shit get off the plop
Like a stripper
Bet she get attention a lot
Like a stripper
Like a stripper
I could put that on God
Like, “Ooh la la la” (Like a stripper)
“Oooh la la laaaa” (Like a stripper)