Mama Lyrics - 6ix9ine

[Intro: 6ix9ine & Baka] 

Uh 

Murda on the beat so it's not nice! 

[Chorus: 6ix9ine] 

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 

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine] 

Splish, splash, Apple Bottoms make that ass fat 

She got that wet wet, got me blowing through this whole bag (bag) 

She got Bs, spend some cheese, now they double Ds 

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 

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[Verse 2: Kanye West] 

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) 

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[Refrain: Nicki Minaj] 

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) 

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj] 

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 

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj] 

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) 

[Chorus: 6ix9ine] 

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