Listen to Mamacita (feat. Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug) by Travis Scott

Mamacita (feat. Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug)

Travis Scott

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Vocals
Rich Homie Quan
Rich Homie Quan
Vocals
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Dequantes Lamar
Dequantes Lamar
Songwriter
DJ Dahi
DJ Dahi
Songwriter
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
Carl Hampton
Carl Hampton
Songwriter
Homer Banks
Homer Banks
Songwriter
Raymond Jackson
Raymond Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Producer
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer
DJ Dahi
DJ Dahi
Producer
Alex Tumay
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Mamacita, cita, cita (oh, oh oh) Mamacita, cita, cita (oh, oh oh) 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 yah Need yah, need yah, right now She get freaky when the, light's down The shit's crack, no way niggas could pipe down With the head first, got her straight out of the night gown Nothin' like the light-skinned mamacitas in H-Town Got them pornstar big booties Let me film it, then shoot it 3-D money, no illusion Pendant if I'm feelin' bougie Might hit your line bitch Had to cut my phone off, bitch Got it vibratin' on me like a beeper Boy I'm in Colorado Smokin' California reefer Hey, the bitch so bad Call her ticket 'cause I really wanna meet her (Really wanna meet her, wanna meet her) Hey and I ain't kin to Wayne but there my mamacita, hey (Mamacita mamacita wha' what) Mamacita, mama, mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita) That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita) That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita That's my Mothafuckin' girl, I love her I'mma give her the world Aye fuck her, I wanna fuck a mother I just might give her my little girl No, no I won't let go Broke down oh She love to dance with a fro Natural, knat, that don't go down Quan, turn on the stove Whip it 'til I have a stroke I do not fuck with America I get it straight off the boat Oh damn The kush it'll never makeme choke Slow down I'm speedin' and I got a trunk full of wham Now, 25 thousand on an old school pound Assess me, the bitches wanna molest me Damn don't sex me, she a lesbi' She want chicken like sesame And she tryin' to address me, test me Give her hotel keys like Cassidy, ya dig Had to cut my phone off, bitch Got it vibratin' on me like a beeper Boy I'm in Colorado Smokin' California reefer Hey, the bitch so bad Call her ticket 'cause I really wanna meet her (Really wanna meet her, wanna meet her) Hey and I ain't kin to Wayne but there my mamacita, hey (Mamacita mamacita wha' what) Mamacita, mama, mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita) That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita) That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita That's my Bad little college ho That I got on the east skirts of Decatur Best believe that she cover Rich Homie Quan like a blazer I smoke a lot of weed, keep my music turned up for my neighbors I fuck a nigga bitch then turn her like a table I'm still praying to senior so you know I'm gettin' greater (I swear to God) Still wearin' long soccer shorts like Fabio He was hatin' at first, now he tryna make the payroll Got a stupid bitch who do whatever I say so Money on my head like a Jesus piece Blunt, now I'm higher than Khalifa be Bad bitch lookin' like a Philippine Ohh, you're killin' me, ooh Remember me, you Finna be Deceased if you keep callin' me Therefore I had to cut my phone off bi' Got it vibratin' on me like a beeper Boy I'm in Colorado Smokin' California reefer Hey, the bitch so bad Call her ticket 'cause I really wanna meet her (Really wanna meet her, wanna meet her) Hey and I ain't kin to Wayne but there my mamacita, hey (Mamacita mamacita wha' what) Mamacita, mama, mama my mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita) That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita) That's my that's my mama, mamacita, that's my that's my mama, mamacita
Writer(s): Raymond E. Jackson, Jacques Webster, Dacoury Dahi Natche, Dequantes Devontay Lamar, Homer Banks, Carl Mitchell Hampton, Leland Tyler Wayne, Jeffery Lamar Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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