Chiae – Thank Yo Momma (feat. Migos) Lyrics

Chiae – Thank Yo Momma (feat. Migos) Lyrics
Thank Yo Momma
Chiae (feat. Migos)
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    "Thank Yo Momma." - Chiae (feat. Migos)

    Album: Thank Yo Momma (feat. Migos) - Single
    Track No: 01
    I just wanna thank yo momma
    Wanna let you know I want ya
    It's Chaie, baby
    Baby, when you come through
    You know what I wanna do
    I feel some type of way when I look at you
    Aw, baby, aw, baby
    A star in the night time
    And you shine like the sunrise
    Girl, you know I'm tryna be that guy
    For you, babe, you, baby
    When I think about the way you make me feel
    Look me in my eyes so that I know it's real
    You know
    I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna thank yo momma
    I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna thank yo momma
    For making something so fine
    Something so right
    I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna thank yo momma
    What's your nationality?
    Something them girls all wanna be
    You don't even gotta wear a weave
    So sex, so sexy
    Love you like we grown
    'Cause, girl, you got me on one
    I'm tryna be the one you think about
    When you're laid up in the house, oh
    When I think about the way you make me feel
    Look me in my eyes so that I know it's real
    I just wanna, oh
    I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna thank yo momma
    I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna thank yo momma
    For making something so fine
    Something so right
    I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna thank yo momma
    I just wanna thank yo momma
    Wanna let you know I want ya
    On the water in Bahamas
    I came from trapping out the jungle
    She so cold like a tundra
    Quavo I'm hot like the summer
    Hair so long like Rapunzel
    You know she got it from her momma
    Lil' mama looking so bad, I just wanna get to know her
    Hop on my private jet, I got a lot of shit to show her
    Gucci, Versace, Yung Rich Nation and some Michael Kors
    Let you drive my Bentley, get you out that Honda Accord
    Now that I'm with you, you get you stuff that you couldn't afford
    Ain't gotta clean, baby, got a maid, she gon' do the chores
    You see the Benz with that red ribbon on front, that's yours
    And yacht in the back of the mansion, baby, all aboard
    I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna thank yo momma
    I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna thank yo momma
    For making something so fine
    Oh something so right
    I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna thank yo momma

    Writer(s): John McGee, Malachiae Warren, Jasper Cameron, Quavious Marshall, Kirshnick Ball, Leland Austin, Trumell Clemons, Clifford Harris & Djuan Hart.

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