Youngin'

Lil' mo talks...

[verse 1:]

I don't wanna feel like i'm robbin' da craddle

(craddle, craddle, craddle)

And i don't wanna feel like i'm takin' momma's baby

(baby, baby, baby)

Cause i know what it look like

And what it really is

I know what don't look right

But he's gotta kid (ohh)

Cause it's whatever (it's whatever)

U wanna call it (ayy)

Cause that's mah homey (that's my little homey)

He's mah shawty

And

[chorus:]

That's my youngin' (my youngin')

That's my youngin' (my youngin')

That's my youngin' (my youngin')

That's my youngin' (my youngin')

He's only 21 (he's only 21)

And he's got experience (he's got experience)

And he help me get my groove back (my groove back)

Believe that (believe that)

[verse 2:]

I know age is just a number

But i'm feelin' like stella

Got him 'bout seven years (o yes i'm feelin like i'm stella)

Finally found a shawty that's down for whatever

(he's down for whatever)

Oh when it's time to roll

Whenever i wanna get low

I swear he handle his business like he's grown

And...he's not insecure

Yes he's so mature

What more could a woman ask for

Cause it's whatever (cause it's whatever)

U wanna call it (whatever u wanna call it 2x)

Cause that's mah homey (that's my little homey)

He's mah shawty

And

[chorus:]

That's my youngin' (my youngin')

That's my youngin' (my youngin')

That's my youngin' (my youngin')

That's my youngin' (my youngin')

He's only 21 (he's only 21)

And he's got experience (he's got experience)

And he help me get my groove back (my groove back)

Believe that (believe that)

[verse 3: da brat]

The young ? 21 like he omarion

He got gold wit 'em

Like he runnin a marathon

Nuthin slow wit 'im

And when they come wit the paper wrong

He go get 'em

Handle the b.i. 'til da ? come off

Cause he a cold nigga

And it happen to be why i had to sic him

I threw the pussy cat doll on 'em

Cause i would stick wit 'em

That's mah baby and i'm his sitter

And when the ? is low ? my home run hitter

When i face foward did he know how to fix it

Business, pleasure, he don't mix it

It's whatever, we jus kick it

And i don't give a damn what nobody say

These butterflies ain't goin away

I love his lil' babyface

And i only think of him on two occassions

That's night and day (yay)

[chorus:]

That's my youngin' (my youngin')

That's my youngin' (my youngin')

That's my youngin' (my youngin')

That's my youngin' (my youngin')

He's only 21 (21)

And he's got experience (he's got experience)

And he help me get my groove back (my groove back)

Believe that (believe that)

He's only 21

He's got experience

He's only 21

That's my youngin'

He's only 21

He's got experience

He help me get mah groove back...