Leggi il Testo MAMA 6ix9ine. “MAMA” è una canzone di 6ix9ine feat. Kanye West & Nicki Minaj estratta dall’album “DUMMY BOY“. MAMA Lyrics

Testo MAMA 6ix9ine

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Murda on the beat so it’s not nice!

Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale (Hot) Make her spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me (Pop it) Pop it, pop it, she get started, she won’t ever stop it

Little thottie, got her rowdy, choosing everybody

Splish, splash, Apple Bottoms make that ass fat She got that wet wet, got me blowing through this whole bag (bag) She got B’s, spend some cheese, now they double D’s Thought I had to free, kick her out, my mama coming home at three Ho thicker-thicker-thicker than a fuckin’ Snicker Drug dealer, professional pot whipper In the winter, buy your ho a chinchilla (Grrr)

I just bought my bitch them Kylie Jenner lip fillers

Man, oh my God She Instagram famous but she can’t keep a job (Ooh) Man, oh my God Swipe her 30-inch weave on her sugar daddy card (Ooh) Man, oh my God Her doctor got her busting out her motherfuckin’ bra (Mmm) Man, oh my God She Uber to a nigga with no car Talking about the relish, I do not embellish Jacket got wings, True’s got propellers Gave all my old Margielas to my boy Marcellas Pulled up with no laces, had the whole block jealous Oh, Jesus Christ, I don’t need advice Wild nigga life, tell ’em read my rights Man it hot tonight, look out with my ice

15 in the game, baby girl, I got stripes (man)

Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall

Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls (Chris Pauls)

I was out in Spain rockin’ a Medusa head I ain’t never have to give a rap producer head If I do though, I’ma write a book like Supahead This ain’t wonder that I’m making, this that super bread Splish, splash, fuck him in a hurry, quick, fast Still a pink wig, thick ass, whiplash Got him cummin’, cummin’, Roger, over, dispatch Said my box is the best, he met his match I got all these bitches wantin’ to be Barbie dolls Barbie dreamhouse, pink and purple marble walls Pull-Pull up in that Barbie ‘Rari, finna bury y’all

She threw dirt on my name, ended up at her own burial

Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, Fif’ is on call

Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls (Chris Pauls)

Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale (Hot) Make her spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me (Pop it) Pop it, pop it, she get started, she won’t ever stop it

Little thottie, got her rowdy, choosing everybody

6ix9ine - DUMMY BOY
6ix9ine – DUMMY BOY

Testo MAMA 6ix9ine