More songs by Justin Bieber
Description
Producer, Vocalist: Hurricane Chris
Producer: !DubMagic!
Composer Lyricist, Producer: Carter Lang
Producer, Vocal Producer: Maejor
Producer: Le Hombre
Producer: Dub Magic
Recording Engineer: Felix Byrne
Mixing Engineer: Josh Gudwin
Mastering Engineer: Dale Becker
Mastering Second Engineer: Katie Harvey
Mastering Second Engineer: Noah McCorkle
Mastering Second Engineer: Kegn Venegas
Mastering Second Engineer: Adam Burt
Composer Lyricist, Vocalist: Justin Bieber
Composer Lyricist: Christopher Jerrod Dooley Jr.
Composer Lyricist: Ce'Rone Martek Bradley
Composer Lyricist: Brandon Michael Green
Lyrics and translation
Original
Lil mama wanna be right beside me. Lil mama wanna be just like me.
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit. I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit.
Mmm, lil mama wanna be right beside me. Lil mama wanna be just like me.
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit. I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit.
Through these bust down Cartiers, I see everybody. Picture perfect, this that shit that have your head boppin'.
Took her shoppin', put her in some red Bottom.
Walk in the club, let her flex on everybody. Swear I always have your back, you take care of me.
Takin' shots of this tequila, livin' carefree.
I'm tryna make sure that you comfortable, got leather seats. Take you home and bean you up just like the letter C. From Ratchet City to
New Orleans, got Cali badies, Atlanta peaches.
Once I hit, you gon' get hooked and ain't gon' never leave me. Got some friends and they all love Justin Bieber.
Mmm, lil mama wanna be right beside me. Lil mama wanna be just like me.
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit. I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit.
Mmm, lil mama wanna be right beside me. Lil mama wanna be just like me.
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit. I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit.
Lil mama wanna. . .
English translation
Lil mama wanna be right beside me. Lil mama wanna be just like me.
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit. I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit.
Mmm, lil mama wanna be right beside me. Lil mama wanna be just like me.
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit. I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit.
Through these bust down Cartiers, I see everybody. Picture perfect, this that shit that have your head boppin'.
Took her shoppin', put her in some red Bottom.
Walk in the club, let her flex on everybody. Swear I always have your back, you take care of me.
Takin' shots of this tequila, livin' carefree.
I'm tryna make sure that you comfortable, got leather seats. Take you home and bean you up just like the letter C. From Ratchet City to
New Orleans, got Cali badies, Atlanta peaches.
Once I hit, you gon' get hooked and ain't gon' never leave me. Got some friends and they all love Justin Bieber.
Mmm, lil mama wanna be right beside me. Lil mama wanna be just like me.
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit. I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit.
Mmm, lil mama wanna be right beside me. Lil mama wanna be just like me.
I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit. I'm poppin' my shit, poppin' my shit.
Lil mama wanna. . .