Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mamacita, artist - Jesse Jagz.
Date of issue: 06.10.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mamacita |
Somebody call the CID/ Cos we burning up the VIP/ |
We making money and we stack it up/ Shawty I love the way you back it up/ |
And I’m dreaming, dreaming/ Sexual healing/ sensual feeling/ I’m speeding/ |
dreaming |
If niggas want beef put a tooth pick in they mouth/ |
Negro flow, I’m cotton picking ‘em out/ Blackberry flow, bluetoothing em out/ |
I got my dick out, yea this nigga’s pissing ‘em out/ |
I’m spitting legit, I never written this shit/ |
I took a big risk like I’m holding a cliff/ |
But even though the wind blow my position is stiff/ |
got my spirit still every time I’m smoking a spliff/ |
Jagz be back on some emotional shit/ Toilet flow, the way I’m soaking this shit/ |
I know a lot of niggas hoping I quit/ |
Ladies loving my shit, I know they hoping I hit/ |
Indiana Jones-ing flow the way I’m roping this shit/ |
Niggas calling me crazy, ‘say I’m doping ‘n' shit/ |
Naah… I’ve been blessed with every token I get/ |
I’m taking niggas way back to ‘Okin' n shit/ |
Bitches get busted open in they fallopian lips/ |
It’s like everywhere I go they got my personal tape/ |
blogs everywhere, see the cursing I take/ But I’ma keep being the only person I |
make/ |
Asterix and Obelix with every potion I take/ And I’m blazing the gates/ |
my position is showing no vacancy yet/ I’m controlling the matrix with all the |
agents it takes/ |
Anyone say shit and I call an emergency state/ |
Nigga, flip shit like an encyclopedia page/ I’ve been far from hype and that |
media rage/ |
The only thing I ever loved was that moment on stage/ |
When a nigga bob and weave like he’s Cassius Clay/ |
All I never had in life is all that made me today/ |
see, a lot of niggas singing jingles and shit/ Calling me Santa Claus, |
I Kris Kringle this shit/ |
When I’m in my zone nobody knows the feeling I get/ |
Taken away from all this politics, religion n shit/ |
Nigga be getting tired of all the bitching ‘n' shit/ |
Nigga rip shit, like its chicken and chips/ Ridiculous shit, nigga getting sick |
with this shit/ |
Flash Gordon a nigga getting quick with this shit/ |
Wicked as shit a nigga gon' get pistol whipped with this shit/ |
Especially bitch niggas talking that fictitious shit/ |
Ambiguous shit, some niggas talking frivolous shit/ |
My music is the definition of what brilliance is/ |
My whole crew be on that resilient shit/ Them niggas faker than hair, |
that Brazilian shit/ |
I’m hitting ‘em with everything I’m on my militant shit/ |
They ain’t got it, them niggas on some ignorant shit/ |
got that hammer flow… nigga still spitting legit |