Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song OHMAMI , by - Chase Atlantic. Release date: 24.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
OHMAMI |
| Cuban link, diamond cross |
| I got a Spanish chiquita |
| «No habla ingles»; |
| not at all, no |
| Cut up three lines like Adidas |
| She clean that shit up with her nose |
| And I got a kilo, no |
| Kilimanjaro, baby, just a mountain of coke |
| Ooh, mami, this a new 'Rari |
| Hit 150 on the dash I bent the corner |
| Then she bent it for me sideways, uh |
| I might have to fuck her on the highway, yuh |
| Ooh, woah |
| Ooh, mami, I got blue molly |
| I throw Louis V, Supreme on top of Murakami |
| Bitch, I’m fuckin' styling, yeah |
| I might say I love her, but I’m lying, yeah-ah |
| Yeah, woah |
| Oh, no, no, no |
| Mamacita, I can see the devil in your eyes |
| Muy bonita, tu quieres estar by my side |
| She might make me stay in for the night |
| For the night, oh |
| Call Maria, lets get drunk |
| I haven’t been out for a month |
| Got a two-liter in the back and another bottle in the trunk |
| Columbian gold in the front seat |
| The foreign girls showing me love |
| Telling your friends that you hate me |
| But I know that you can’t get enough |
| Ooh, mami, this a new 'Rari |
| Hit 150 on the dash I bent the corner |
| Ugh, now bend it for me sideways, uh |
| I might have to fuck her on the highway, yuh |
| Yuh, woah |
| Oh, oh my |
| I don’t wanna take this call |
| I’m too high, red eyes |
| She might even take the fall if I ask her |
| Baby, pop it backwards |
| Acting extra, but she never been an actress, yeah |
| Ah, shit |
| Oh yeah yeah-ah-ah-ah woah |
| Oh yeah yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, eh |
| Oh yeah yeah-ah-ah-ah |
| Oh, shit |
| I said, I said ooh mami, this a new rari' |
| Bitch I’m fucking styling, I don’t need no stylist |
| All of my dogs they be whyling |
| Shit |
| Fuck a double date |
| Double-down on everything I say |
| You can bring a friend, but she don’t get to stay |
| Guarantee she’ll end up leaving anyway |
| Never play, dog watch out |
| Dark flames when my doors swing out |
| Switch lanes on a one-way route |
| Switchblade make your blood pour out |
| Make it rain in a drought |
| Hop in, hop out |
| Motherfucker, get down when I say «down» |
| Brown duffle bag, I fill it up with 30 clip rounds |
| Drop shit, pop wheelies; |
| fuck a break down |
| I don’t give a… |
| Bitch, I’ma slide either way |
| Please do not try me today |
| I see the static from a mile away |
| She wanna fuck me, «ok» |
| She wanna know how it tastes, yeah |
| Fuck all that talking I’m restless |
| I pray that I don’t get arrested |
| I pray that she wake up for breakfast |
| Pray that she wake up for breakfast |