6ix9ine - Mama Lyrics
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Mama
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What Are The Lyrics For Mama By 6ix9ine?
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Murda on the beat so it's not nice! Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale (hot) Make 'em spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me (pop it) Pop it, pop it, she get started, she won't ever stop it Little thottie, got her rowdy, choosing everybody Splish, splash, Apple Bottoms make that ass fat She got that wet wet, got me blowing through this whole bag (bag) She got Bs, spend some cheese, now they double Ds Thought I had to free, kick her out, my mama coming home at three Ho thicker-thicker-thicker than a fuckin' Snicker Drug dealer, professional pot whipper In the winter, buy your ho a chinchilla (Grrr) I just bought my bitch them Kylie Jenner lip fillers Man, oh my God She Instagram famous but she can't keep a job, ooh Man, oh my God Swipe her 30-inch weave on her sugar daddy card, ooh Man, oh my God Her doctor got her busting out her motherfuckin' bra, mm Man, oh my God She Uber to a nigga with no car Talking about the relish, I do not embellish Jacket got wings, True's got propellers Gave all my old Margielas to my boy Marcellas Pulled up with no laces, had the whole block jealous Oh, Jesus Christ, I don't need advice Wild nigga life, tell 'em, "Read my rights" Man it hot tonight, look out with my ice Fifteen in the game, baby girl, I got stripes (man) Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls (Chris Pauls) I was out in Spain, rockin' a Medusa head I ain't never have to give a rap producer head If I do though, I'ma write a book like Supahead This ain't Wonder that I'm making, this that super bread Splish, splash, f*ck him in a hurry, quick, fast Still a pink wig, thick ass, whiplash Got him cummin', cummin', Roger, over, dispatch Said my box is the best, he met his match I got all these bitches wantin' to be Barbie dolls Barbie dreamhouse, pink and purple marble walls P-pull up in that Barbie 'Rari, finna bury y'all She threw dirt on my name, ended up at her own burial Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, Fif' is on call Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls (Chris Pauls) Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale (hot) Make 'em spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me (pop it) Pop it, pop it, she get started, she won't ever stop it Little thottie, got her rowdy, choosing everybody |
Who Wrote Mama By 6ix9ine?
Andrew Green, Daniel Hernandez, Dexter Mills, Kanye Omari West, Onika Tanya Maraj, Rasool Diaz, Shane Lindstrom
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What's The Duration Of The Mama By 6ix9ine?The duration of Mama is 3:12 minutes and seconds. |
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