[Intro: TraviS Scott]
Mamacita, cita, cita!
Mamacita, cita, cita!
[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.
Mamacita, cita, cita,
You know, I really need ya, need ya, need ya 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 nightgown,
Nothin' like the light-skinned mamacitas in H-Town.
They got them pornstar big booties,
Let me film it, then shoot it,
3D money, no illusion,
Dependin if I'm feelin' bougie,
Might hit your line, bitch.
[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan]
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, caught a ticket ‘cause I really wanna meet ‘er,
And I ain't kin to Wayne, but that my mamacita.
Mamacita, that my mama, mamacita!
Mamacita, cita, cita!
That my mama, mamacita, that my mama, mamacita!
That my mama, mamacita, that my mama, mamacita!
Mamacita, cita, cita!
That my mama, mamacita, that my mama, mamacita!
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Muthafuck a girl,
I love her, Imma give her the world,
Aye, fuck her, I wanna fuck her mother,
Just might give her my little girl,
No, no, I won't let go, roll down, oh!
She look the best with a ‘fro, natural nat nat on go,
Damn, Quan, turn on the stove, whip it till I have a stroke,
I do not fuck with America, I get it straight off the boat.
Oh, damn, the kush, it never make me choke,
Slow down, I'm speedin and I got a trunk full of wham.
Damn, 25 thousand on an old school Cam, SS me,
These bitches wanna molest me,
Damn, they'll sex me, she a lesbi.
She want chicken like sesame,
And she tryna undress me, test me,
Give her hotel keys like Cassidy, you dig?
[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan]
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, caught a ticket ‘cause I really wanna meet ‘er,
And I ain't kin to Wayne, but that my mamacita.
Mamacita, that my mama, mamacita!
Mamacita, cita, cita!
That my mama, mamacita, that my mama, mamacita!
That my mama, mamacita, that my mama, mamacita!
Mamacita, cita, cita!
That my mama, mamacita, that my mama, mamacita!
[Verse 3: Rich Homie Quan]
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, fuck my neighbors,
I fuck a nigga bitch and turn her like a table.
Aye, I'm still practicin so, you know, I'm gettin greater,
Aye, still wearin long socks and shorts like Fabo,
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 Filipina, ohh,
You're killin me, ohh, remember me,
You finna be deceased if you keep callin me,
Therefore I…
[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan]
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, caught a ticket ‘cause I really wanna meet ‘er,
And I ain't kin to Wayne, but that my mamacita.
Mamacita, that my mama, mamacita!
Mamacita, cita, cita!
That my mama, mamacita, that my mama, mamacita!
That my mama, mamacita, that my mama, mamacita!
Mamacita, cita, cita!
That my mama, mamacita, that my mama, mamacita!