Lil Mama

Lil Mama - G-Slide Tour Bus lyrics

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If my sister tour bus, ride through your town 

You're gonna have a problem, tell um Lil' Mama. 



Uh uh, no way, you can show me how. [x2]

Uh uh, no way, you can show me how 

You can show me how 

To G-slide 



Lil' Mama tour bus may ride through your town 

Take a time, show you how 

To do the G-slide, let me show you how 

To G-slide 

Let's Go! 



Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work 

G-slide for me (Hey) 

G-slide with me (Hey) 

G-slide with me (Hey) 



Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work 

G-slide for me (Hey) 

G-slide with me (Hey) 

G-slide with me (Hey) 



When I bump up on the track it's like 

(Whoop, there's it is) 

From the block parties to house parties 

I gets it in 

I'ma bump Bee's a knees 

And that's exactly what I meant 

Young beats from the east 

So you know I puts it in 

I'm that ghetto gorgeous guess girl 

With the fly east line, (is wretch you know) 

By the way that I'm built on the track (Ya Know) 

You ain't never see a girl like this before (Oh no) 

My heart seems fly high 

We run until we di-ie 

We're ninto new to be 

Yeppin and always trying to get by 

But I don't hear 

It goes in one ear and out the other 

Told him how to G-slide and insult his mother 

Get get down big Mama' 

I can dig it, you got it 

But when my track starts the G 

A stampede startin' 



Lil' Mama tour bus may ride through your town 

Take a time, show you how 

To do the G-slide, let me show you how 

To G-slide 

Let's Go! 



Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work (I put it work) [x3] 

Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work (Hey!) 



New shirt (New shirt) 

New kicks (New kicks) 

New Pants 

G-slide the new dance 

No auto maw 

We live in the new times 

Lil' ma musta artist for me 

Is the new grime 

More money, more money 

More shine 

She the princess of the city 

I'm her son boy shine 

Top the dime 

Shorty got cake like uh 

Duncan Hines, come on G-slide 



Callin' me T, 

Seeing hugs of sabrina ping daddy 

And when the time is going down 

Make you ring daddy 

That mean you got to feel me 

Cause I'm might make you fly 

And if your G-slide slow 

You better pick it up 

G-slide with me 

Be shy do it 

See shorty lookin' over from the side viewin' 

I'm 'bout to hook him up 

And show him how to do it 

Slide right, slide left 

Hit time 



Lil' Mama tour bus may ride through your town 

Take a time, show you how 

To do the G-slide, let me show you how 

To G-slide 

Let's Go! 



Lil' mama get it poppin 

Stand on the streets so the people yell 

Just lookin' at me like 

No fair, I'm here, No fair 

And my heart gonna nip you girls 

I bet you gonna live no losses 

I switch verses like sauces 

That prego sauce be poppin 

She so hot 

When I go bring them down to poppin 

Now you tip and try to touch 

May end up with red spots 

When it's hot, then it's hot 

If it's ain't, then it's not 

Wait, you walk over 

There's no room up on the spot 

Cause I spot little creatures trying to turn beast (turn beast) 

Go feast 

They better turn because I'm red meat(meat) 

And it's wait wait to see me 

I'd like to work for tv 

In the hood 

In the hood 

Is probably where I must be 



Lil' Mama tour bus may ride through your town 

Take a time, show you how 

To do the G-slide, let me show you how 

To G-slide
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