Azealia Banks - Mamma Mia lyrics

[Azealia Banks - Mamma Mia lyrics]

Niggas if you want to i'mma come thru
It's jane of the jungle
Guerillas with bananas
I'mma shoot you and your whole crew

I got feed the demon now
You know the prima-primma donna pack the
Heater got the armor
Yung rapunxel,  kill you if you want to
If you niggas fuck with me
Then you better duck from me
You's a duck to me, niggas wanna cuck for me
I let it loose these niggas' life
Ain't worth a buck to me i got the noose
These lil niggas on the run from me
Pack the deuce
I'll hit these niggas with a buck fifty
I'm Mama Goose
These little bitches little ducks to me
They telling stories like I'm not
A legend up millions they wanna suck pussy
Bitches wanna suck tiddy
What the fuck you want from me?
He can't fluster me, now he got a crush on me
I don't stress niggas
Niggas don't impress me
I seen them checks coming in
That tarot deck bitches
That crystal ball said ya nigga wanna sex me
I'm sipping cliqout, ball like 23, hoe
That pussy moist I toss them
Panties like a free throw
All eyes on me like they
Peepin' thru the peep hole i'm mvp
These little bitches wan't the cheat code
Uh, now I'm bleeding out ya speakers
Leave these niggas bleeding on the
Marble floor like Gina
I'mma snatch a nigga right
Up out his sneakers send him to Jehovah
Yea he bout to meet the reaper
Now ya mama with the deacon
Picking out ya plot
You in the cemetery reeking, uhh
Now I'm sipping on some peach fizz
Hit that myx moscato like I'm
Nicki on a meeting
You niggas soft like some peach fuzz
Fuzzy like some pussy hair
Squishy like my D cups

Bitch come get ya nigga
I don't wanna meet him
I don't wanna feed him
I don't feed niggas, I don't really need him
He could fuck them bitches, I don't want him
I don't need him
Now that molly peaking, and that pussy wet
I'm bout to fuck him thru the weekend
It's ruger season, sally dropping seashells
I'm on the seashore, waiting for some kilos
Ask for the money
Now these niggas got amnesia
I pull the eagle out and
Hawk 'em like chihuahua
Niggas chihuahuas keep ya little dollas
I ain't with the rah rah gangsta Senorita
I pull the Ak Out, I call her "MAMMA MIA"
Spray these niggas out like some
Roaches on the freezer

You think you wifey, you a skeezer
Fucked ya nigga raw and then I
Kicked him out like FIFA
Them rhymes is gettin' deeper
Pretty like Melania, this pussy on a visa
I'm Mulan with the sword leave a deep cut
Niggas owe me cheese
I slice his face up like a pizza
Soy la nińa, hit you with the nina
Mira la pinta, oh, Santa Maria!
I get spooky on the altar, Santeria
Turn ya into a ghost
I bet I'll make you a believer

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