🎵 MAMA // by 6ix9ine

215 Contributors MAMA Lyrics “MAMA” serves as the fifth track to 6ix9ine’s debut studio album, DUMMY BOY, and is one of two appearances Nicki Minaj and Kanye West make on the tracklist. The song features production from Sool Got Hits… Read More  [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, thottarati choosin' everybody [Verse 1: 6ix9ine] Splish, splash, Apple Bottoms make that ass fat She got that wet wet, got me blowin' through this whole bag (Rack) She got B's, spend some cheese, now they double D's Thought I had to free, kick her out, my mama comin' 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 [Bridge: 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 bustin' out her motherfuckin' bra (Mmm) Man, oh my God She Uber to a nigga with no car [Verse 2: Kanye West] Talkin' 'bout the relish, I do not embellish Jacket got wings, True's got propellers Gave all my old Margielas to my boy Marcellus 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, lucky I wore my ice 15 in the game, baby girl, I got stripes (Huuh) [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 makin', 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, thottarati choosin' everybody