[Verse One: Chris Webby] She's the picture of perfection, let's start with that Type to give an elderly man a heart attack She's bad, so goddamn sexy Thinkin' dirty thoughts every single time she texts me Bedroom hot and heavy, naked and sweaty Hour after hour, non-stop, stay ready We both down for whatever, that's why I got you And you got me, so we rollin' to the top, boo She's like a top model, and I'm a ill rapper Down to kick it, roll a blunt and just chill after Pop a pill after, shit, we're both nuts Telling us to slow up, and we're like, "So what?" Cause we don't give a fuck, and they know it Throwin' middle fingers up, bitch, blow it The sex gets rough, I got the scars to show it But she's the only one I roll with, that's my baby
[Hook: Chris Webby] She's the one that I keep to the side of me Ready to roll, cause Mami gonna ride with me From the moment the sun goes down until the morning So sexy with every damn thing she do That's why I can't hold back when I'm bangin' you She my, she my, my mamacita, cita She my, my mamacita, cita
[Verse Two: Chris Webby] She like to fuck on the regular, but baby I'm ahead of ya I've been doing dirty, you tamed a sexual predator And since, it's hard for me to keep my dick in my pants I guess this is the chance, for me to find true romance Mami like 5'2'', dark tan complexion Nice ass, real tits, with a slim mid-section I know every dude stays looking at you But since you're coming home with me there ain't shit I gotta do You, do, somethin' to me, fuckin' with me Under the sheets, babygirl's nothin' but freaks She's five hundred degrees, so hot and spicy Grab me, scratch me, slap me, bite me Cause since she got an attitude, she always wanna fight me But since I like it rough, we can do it on the nightly We stay gettin' drunk and fight, but it's aight, yo It's worth it, the make-up sex is so tight, yeah
[Hook: Chris Webby] She's the one that I keep to the side of me Ready to roll, cause Mami gonna ride with me From the moment the sun goes down until the morning So sexy with every damn thing she do That's why I can't hold back when I'm bangin' you She my, she my, my mamacita, cita She my, my mamacita, cita
[Verse Three: Chris Webby] She's a dime piece, everybody know her, girly's well known Sendin' me, naked pictures on a cell phone Babygirl, I really think that I'm lovin' you Either that, or shit, I'm addicted to fuckin' you But it's whatever, we gonna ride 'til the suns up Hit it harder than nunchuks, makin' you cum, yup I am one-up on all of the rest Because I do it like I done her and I did it the best Sex drive on full throttle, you know what I'm about What, give a fuck if we wake the people in your house up Yeah, Mami's so sexual, don't gotta stretch cause them legs so flexible Pop an X pill and just fuck for five hours From the bed to the floor, and the floor to the shower Dry off a little then it's back to the bed Cause she my Mamacita, yo, you heard what I said? Holla!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
