Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Murda Mami, artist - Avatar Darko. Date of issue: 07.06.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Murda Mami |
| Murda mami, hit her then I’m gone |
| Murda mami hit you then she gone |
| Murda mami we gon get it on |
| Murda mami heart is made of stone |
| Murda mami, hit her then I’m gone |
| Murda mami hit you then she gone |
| Murda mami we gon get it on |
| Murda mami heart is made of stone |
| Murda Mami, mami freaky |
| SHE I — N — ME so deeply |
| Might Fall in L-O-V-E |
| She, I — N — D — E — P — E |
| So dem try throw salt no salt weed |
| But dem sweet cheek all on me/ me oooo |
| Buss-it-daown — do dat repeat |
| I floor dat thang no cheap seats no no no no |
| Skrrr skrrr. |
| an that’s all she wrote, all she wrote |
| Shawdi shawdi you a five plus five |
| Me an you girl that fye plus fye |
| Burnin our … in dat 8 after i |
| Murda’d out. |
| and dat roof recline |
| Beamin. |
| beamin. |
| get blind get blind |
| Turned her out. |
| inside outside |
| She ooozzzin. |
| she oooozzhiin |
| Baby that’s u drippin like a foreman — (whip it whip it whip it) |
| She gon have you tricking off |
| A fortune (trippin trippin trippin) |
| Ice cold she seducin like it’s torture |
| Headshot, point blank |
| Ain’t no- ain’t no warnin… no no no no |
| Murda mami, hit her then I’m gone |
| Murda mami hit you then she gone |
| Murda mami we gon get it on |
| Murda mami heart is made of stone |
| Heart is made of stone but her body made of curves |
| Murda mami kill my heart if me she ever ever swerve |
| We could take it to the Telly I won’t even say a word |
| I say hello to that kitty you know that I make it purr |
| Purple Your love get me high its herbal |
| You so thourough |
| Good brain with the glasses it’s Urkel |
| It’s a body party we gonn get it on |
| Yeah it’s chest to chest the best is flexing strong |
| Do you right I never lead you wrong |
| Murda mami kill it to the song |
| Keep it lowkey you know you know |
| We met up OT. |
| Chateu Chateu |
| You so fancy. |
| dun know dun know |
| An what chu fancy. |
| some gold, some rosè |
| In a banshee. |
| Murda mami, hit her then I’m gone |
| Murda mami hit you then she gone |
| Murda mami we gon get it on |
| Murda mami heart is made of stone |
| Murda mami, hit her then I’m gone |
| Murda mami hit you then she gone |
| Murda mami we gon get it on |
| Murda mami heart is made of stone |