Singer: 6ix9ine
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Song: MAMA
6ix9ine - MAMA Lyrics (LRC) (03:12-192-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:12.40]Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale (Hot)
[00:15.30]Make her spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me (Pop it)
[00:18.30]Pop it, pop it, she get started, she won't ever stop it
[00:21.20]Little thottie, got her rowdy, choosin' everybody
[00:24.20]Splish, splash, Apple Bottoms make that ass fat
[00:27.20]She got that wet wet, got me blowin' through this whole bag (Rack)
[00:30.30]She got B's, spend some cheese, now they double D's
[00:33.00]Thought I had to free, kick her out, my mama comin' home at three
[00:36.30]Ho thicker-thicker-thicker than a fuckin' Snicker
[00:39.20]Drug dealer, professional pot-whipper
[00:42.20]In the winter, buy your ho a chinchilla (Grrr)
[00:45.30]I just bought my bitch them Kylie Jenner lip fillers
[00:48.40]Man, oh my God
[00:50.80]She Instagram famous but she can't keep a job (Ooh)
[00:54.20]Man, oh my God
[00:56.60]Swipe her 30-inch weave on her sugar daddy card (Ooh)
[00:59.90]Man, oh my God
[01:02.70]Her doctor got her bustin' out her motherfuckin' bra (Mmm)
[01:05.70]Man, oh my God
[01:08.80]She Uber to a nigga with no car
[01:11.30]Talkin' 'bout the relish, I do not embellish
[01:14.10]Jacket got wings, True's got propellers
[01:17.00]Gave all my old Margielas to my boy Marcellus
[01:20.00]Pulled up with no laces, had the whole block jealous
[01:22.90]Oh, Jesus Christ, I don't need advice
[01:26.10]Wild nigga life, tell 'em read my rights
[01:29.10]Man it hot tonight, lucky I wore my ice
[01:32.00]15 in the game, baby girl, I got stripes (Huuh)
[01:35.60]Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll
[01:38.60]Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball
[01:41.60]Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall
[01:44.60]Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls (Chris Pauls)
[01:48.20]I was out in Spain rockin' a Medusa head
[01:51.30]I ain't never have to give a rap producer head
[01:54.20]If I do, though, I'ma write a book like Supahead
[01:57.20]This ain't wonder that I'm makin', this that super bread
[02:00.20]Splish, splash, fuck him in a hurry, quick, fast
[02:03.20]Still a pink wig, thick ass, whiplash
[02:06.20]Got him cummin', cummin', Roger, over, dispatch
[02:09.20]Said my box is the best, he met his match
[02:12.20]I got...........
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