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travis scott - mamacita lyrics

[intro: travis scott & rich homie quan]
mamacita, cita, cita
woah-oh-oh, woah, woah-oh-oh
mamacita, cita, cita
woah-oh-oh, woah, woah-oh-oh

[verse 1: travis scott]
this the last days to the rodeo
last night had me down in the back, comatose
don’t think sun shades and a pill gon’ help
once i’m gone, can’t tame myself (myself, myself)
mamacita, cita, cita
you know i really need ya, need ya, need ya right now
she get freaky when the light’s down
the sh-t’s crack, no way n-ggas could pipe down
with the head first, got her straight out of the night gown
nothin’ like the light-skinned mamacitas in h-town
they got them p-rnstar big booties
let me film it, then shoot it, 3-d money, no illusion
depending if i’m feelin’ bougie, might hit your line, b-tch

[chorus: rich homie quan, travis scott & young thug]
had to cut my phone off, b-tch got it vibratin’ on me like a beeper (brrr)
boy, i’m in colorado, smokin’ california reefer
hey, the b-tch so bad, caught a ticket cause i really wanna meet her (really wanna meet her, wanna meet her)
hey, and i ain’t kin to wayne but that’s my mamacita (what, what?)
hey, mamacita, mama, mama, my mamacita (woo)
mamacita, cita, cita
that’s my, my mama, mamacita (woo), that’s my mama, mamacita (woo)
that’s my mama, mamacita (racks), that’s my mama, mamacita
mamacita, cita, cita
that my, that my, mamacita, that my, that my mamacita, that my

[verse 2: young thug]
mothaf-ck’ your girl, i love her, i’ma give her the world
ayy, f-ck her, i wanna f-ck her mother
i just might give her my little girl (woo)
no, no, i won’t let go, bro, bad ho
she look the best with a ‘fro, natural nat-nat on go (woo)
d-mn, quan, turn on the stove (woo), whip it ’til i have a stroke (woo)
i do not f-ck with america (woo), i get it straight off the boat (brr)
oh, d-mn, the kush it never make me choke
slow down, i’m speedin’ and i got a trunk full of wham (woo)
d-mn, twenty-five thousand on an old school cam
ss me, these b-tches wan’ molest me
d-mn, they’ll s-x me, she a lesbian
she want chicken like sesame
and she tryin’ to undress me, test me
give her hotel keys like c-ssidy, you dig? (hey)

[chorus: rich homie quan, travis scott & young thug]
had to cut my phone off, b-tch got it vibratin’ on me like a beeper (brrr)
boy, i’m in colorado, smokin’ california reefer
hey, the b-tch so bad, caught a ticket cause i really wanna meet her (really wanna meet her, wanna meet her)
hey, and i ain’t kin to wayne but that’s my mamacita (mamacita, mamacita, what, what?)
hey, mamacita, mama, mama, my mamacita (woo)
mamacita, cita, cita
that’s my mama, mamacita (woo), that’s my mama, mamacita (woo)
that’s my mama, mamacita (racks), that’s my mama, mamacita
mamacita, cita, cita
that my, that my, mamacita, that my, that my mamacita, that my

[verse 3: rich homie quan & young thug]
bad little college ho that i got on the east skirts of decatur (what you talkin’ ’bout rich homie?)
best believe that she cover rich homie quan like a blazer (ooh, ooh, ooh)
i smoke a lot of weed, keep my music turned up, f-ck my neighbors (i know they can’t f-cking stand me, n-gga)
i f-ck a n-gga b-tch and turn her like a table (ha)
ayy, i’m still practicin’ so you know i’m gettin’ greater (i swear to god)
ayy, still wearin’ long socks and shorts like fabo (d4, d4, d4)
he was hatin’ at first, now he tryna make the payroll (tryna get some money)
ayy, got a stupid b-tch who’ll do whatever i say so
ayy, money on your head like a jesus piece (what?)
right now i’m higher than khalifa be (gone)
bad b-tch lookin’ like a filipina (bad)
ooh, you’re k!llin’ me (ha), ooh, remember me
you, finna be (what?), deceased if you keep callin’ me (hey)
therefore i

[chorus: rich homie quan, travis scott & young thug]
had to cut my phone off, b-tch got it vibratin’ on me like a beeper (brrr)
boy, i’m in colorado, smokin’ california reefer
hey, the b-tch so bad, caught a ticket cause i really wanna meet her (really wanna meet her, wanna meet her)
hey, and i ain’t kin to wayne but that’s my mamacita (mamacita, mamacita, what, what?)
hey, mamacita, mama, mama, my mamacita (woo)
mamacita, cita, cita
that’s my mama, mamacita (woo), that’s my mama, mamacita (woo)
that’s my mama, mamacita (racks), that’s my mama, mamacita
mamacita, cita, cita
that my, that my, mamacita, that my, that my mamacita

[produced by metro boomin, dj dahi and travis scott]

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