Song: Mamma Got Ass ~~ 2001 ~~ 4:29
Artist: Juvenile
LP/CD: Project English ~~ Cash Money ~~ 2001
Composer: Timothy Mosley
Composers: Juvenile~Mannie Fresh

There it comes again (Come on, come on)
There it comes again (Come on, come on)

Don’t I look extra slick in this Nautica
Just think, it was you that she bought it for
Now you lookin’ through receipts tryin’ to audit her
Man, that s*** ain’t really happen, I thought it up, call her up
Cuss that little groupie out anyhow
I couldn’t a done it, s***, I’m f***in’ with Timmy now
If I had her, it just would’ve been in and out
Back in that Escalade, we spinnin’ out, women shout
Bubba brought some s*** and we noticed it
Got them h**s stuck listenin’ motionless
Please don’t think of me as a chauvinist
But I am on fire and I’m knowin’ this
Blowin’ this whole landscape to fragments
And, yeah, you heard right, I’m in Athens
Can’t hardly keep up with these fashions
That’s why forever Ralph Lauren’s my passion, ask him

Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I betcha everything’ll turn out lovely (Lovely)
Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I’mma be a’ight, just trust me (Trust me)

Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I betcha everything’ll turn out lovely (Lovely)
Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I’mma be a’ight, just trust me (Trust me)

F*** with cash, I get mine on the slow roll
Beat Club 11 Thou’ is the logo
I ain’t too far removed from the hobos
Tryin’ to help ‘em, so I gotta get more dough, oh, no
Bubba K done got in the zone boy
That’s Timmy’s Bentley, dawg, get your own toy
And as far as ladies go J lockin’ that
Now that that’s clear, where the vodka at, bring it back
I’ll be takin’ drunkard to Stonewall
Tell Jed hold my phone calls
He say he wanna, run but he gon’ crawl
You heard “Get Right” I done told y’all, don’t stall
Let’s keep this thang movin’, okay bud
{Man Bubba ain’t snappy} Now say what
I can see why they gon’ hate us
‘Cause we all up in they grill like breakers

Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I betcha everything’ll turn out lovely (Lovely)
Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I’mma be a’ight, just trust me (Trust me)

Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I betcha everything’ll turn out lovely (Lovely)
Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I’mma be a’ight, just trust me (Trust me)

Boy, you ain’t blowin’ nothin’ but hot air
All on the charts, how you got there
Then again, ain’t no secret it’s not fair
But Bubba got him single, the top scared, stop there
Met this little Betty through Demon Jones
And she love to slurp it up till the s****’s gone
She must like the taste, she won’t leave me alone
That might sound sick, but to each your own, freak it on
All types of kinky little fetishes
All stimulants and all sedatives
Not interracial sense, but I’m devilish
And Betty when I aim I never miss, tell ‘em this
Bubba don’t run with no lame ducks
Think he got a big d***, but he can’t f***
That’s why when you call us you hang up
And I just shot a load on that same s***

Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I betcha everything’ll turn out lovely (Lovely)
Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I’mma be a’ight, just trust me (Trust me)

Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I betcha everything’ll turn out lovely (Lovely)
Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I’mma be a’ight, just trust me (Trust me)

Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I betcha everything’ll turn out lovely (Lovely)
Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I’mma be a’ight, just trust me (Trust me)

Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I betcha everything’ll turn out lovely (Lovely)
Just gimme a minute (Gimme a minute)
I’mma be a’ight, just trust me (Trust me)

Gimme
Gimme a minute
Gimme a minute
Trust me

Gimme a minute
Gimme a minute
Lovely
Gimme a minute

Gimme a minute
My minute’s up

Transcribed by: Char Star
Uploaded on: December 20, 2001