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Lil Momma
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Lil Momma
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I met myself a cowgirl
Whacha want, put me on
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Lil Momma
Yipee-ki-yo-yippe-yay
Lil Momma
I met myself a cowgirl
Whacha want, put me on
Okay, this is
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How it went down
Sunday afternoon with the fellas
At the play ground
Chillin', my father honked
His horn at me
Said I have a show in Texas
And I gotta leave
Texas, wow I've never been
Maybe I can find
A new hang out friend
Anyway, packin' up
My bags on my way
Signing autographs as
I run to catch the plane
I seen her, chubby
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Cheeks with long braids
Cute face, the same age
She played hard to get
As I offered out my name
She just walked away
With a smile
My little cowgirl
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Lil momma
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Lil momma
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Lil momma
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Lil momma
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