Mamacita (Feat. Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug)

Midnight awakin', hyper ventilatin' Drunk laps runnin' 'round the globe wild goose chasin' After three number one albums woulda thought I'd feel amazin' Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor Still rollin' up swishas Now its beamers double parking, fuck payin' the meter In your club, on your couch, just got paid to be here On your girl rubbin' on my favorite features How could they tease us, only wanted Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas Hook Jesus, Jesus, Jesus Man, I might fuck around, lose my mind, I gotta break out I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house Verse 2 Around 3 AM dog I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall Bad mamacita, Miami heat her, put it in a two seater Too bad I couldn't three peat her Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper House full of snow bunnies, puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter With more stamps than a skinny nigga got tats on my Visa I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it, I mean Hook Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus Man, I might fuck around, lose my mind, I gotta break out I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house Jesus, Jesus I mean, Jesus, Jesus Man, I might fuck around, lose my mind, I gotta break out I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house Interlude Jesus, Jesus I mean, Jesus, Jesus I might fuck around, lose my mind Jesus Jesus, Jesus, Jesus Jesus