6ix9ine, Kanye West, Nicki Minaj - MAMA lyrics

Uh 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, thottarati choosin' everybody

Splish, splash
Apple Bottoms make that ass fat
She got that wet wet
Got me blowin' through this whole bag (Rack)
She got B's, spend some cheese
Now they double D's
Thought I had to free, kick her out
My mama comin' 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
(O oh) man, oh my God
Swipe her 30-inch weave on
Her sugar daddy card (O oh)
Man, oh my God her doctor got her bustin'
Out her motherfuckin' bra (M-m-m)
Man, oh my God
She Uber to a nigga with no car

Talkin' 'bout the relish, I do not embellish
Jacket got wings, True's got propellers
Gave all my old Margielas to my boy Marcellus
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, lucky I wore my ice
15 in the game, baby girl, I got stripes
(Huuh)

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 makin'
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, thottarati choosin' everybody