Mamacita (Feat. Travis Scott)

Mamacita, cita, cita Mamacita, cita, cita This the last days to the rodeo, last night Had me down in the back, comatose, don't think Sun shades and a pill gon' help Once I'm gone, can't tame myself Mamacita, cita, cita You know I really need yah, need yah, need yah, right now She get freaky when the light's down The shit's crack, no way niggas could pipe down With the head first, got her straight out of the night gown Nothin' like the light skinned mamacitas in H Town They got them pornstar big booties Let me film it, then shoot it 3 D money, no illusion Depending if I'm feelin' bougie Might hit your line bitch Had to cut my phone off, bitch got it vibratin' on me like a beeper Boy I'm in Colorado, smokin' California reefer Hey, the bitch so bad, caught a ticket cause I really wanna meet her And I ain't kin to Wayne but that's my mamacita Mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita Mamacita, cita, cita That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita Mamacita, cita, cita That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita Mothafuck a girl I love her, I'mma give her the world Aye fuck her, I wanna fuck her mother Just might give her my little girl No, no, I won't let go, roll down, oh She look the best with a fro, natural nat nat on go Damn, Quan, turn on the stove, whip it 'til I have a stroke I do not fuck with America, I get it straight off the boat Oh damn, the kush it never make me choke Slow down, I'm speedin' and I got a trunk full of wham Damn, 25 thousand on an old school Cam SS me, these bitches wanna molest me Damn, they'll sex me, she a lesbi She want chicken like sesame And she tryin' to undress me, test me Give her hotel keys like Cassidy, 'u digg' Had to cut my phone off, bitch got it vibratin' on me like a beeper Boy I'm in Colorado, smokin' California reefer Hey, the bitch so bad, caught a ticket cause I really wanna meet her And I ain't kin to Wayne but that's my mamacita Mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita Mamacita, cita, cita That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita Mamacita, cita, cita That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita That's my bad little college ho That I got on the east skirts of Decatur Best believe that she cover Rich Homie Quan like a blazer I smoke a lot of weed, keep my music turned up, fuck my neighbors I fuck a nigga bitch and turn her like a table Aye, I'm still practicin' so you know I'm gettin' greater Aye, still wearin' long socks and shorts like Fabo He was hatin' at first, now he tryna make the payroll Got a stupid bitch who do whatever I say so Money on my head like a Jesus piece Blunt, now I'm higher than Khalifa be Bad bitch lookin' like a Filipina Ohh, you're killin' me, ohh, remember me You, finna be, deceased if you keep callin' me Therefore I Had to cut my phone off, bitch got it vibratin' on me like a beeper Boy I'm in Colorado, smokin' California reefer Hey, the bitch so bad, caught a ticket cause I really wanna meet her And I ain't kin to Wayne but that's my mamacita Mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita Mamacita, cita, cita That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita Mamacita, cita, cita That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita