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Mmm, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Mama's bailing down that road, craving 90210 She a porn star girl, oh, from the valley (honestly God bless) Who left her hometown world all for that alley Oh, created Lake Tahoe all from her panties (I hope it was wet like my jumper, though) Ooh, used to take the long way home, long way home, all for that candy Baby's hooked on feeling low Do, do, do Do, do Jacques turned La Flame, now he rolling on an Addy Fifty on a chain, 'nother fifty on a Caddy, ooh He might pop him a pill, pop him a seal, pop anyone Pop anything, pop anything to find that alley Hmm, yeah, to find that alley Baby's hooked on feeling low Do, do, do Do, do In that 90210, 90210, looking for that alley In the 90210, 90210, looking for that alley, ooh It's the superstar girl (baby's hooked) Superstar girl, roaming in that alley (on feeling low) Oh, in the 90210, 90210, somewhere in that alley My granny called, she said, "Travie, you work too hard I'm worried you'll forget about me" I'm falling in and out of cars, don't worry, I'ma get it, granny What happened? now my daddy happy, mama called me up That money coming and she love me, I done made it now I done found life's meaning now, all them her heart'd break Her heart not in pieces now, friends turning into fraud niggas Practicing half the passion, you niggas packaged different All you niggas, you niggas want the swag, you can't have it I'ma sell it, you niggas salary 'bout to cap, bitch Youngest nigga outta Houston at the Grammys