Mamacita

Somebody call the CID/ Cos we burning up the VIP/
We making money and we stack it up/ Shawty I love the way you back it up/
And I’m dreaming, dreaming/ Sexual healing/ sensual feeling/ I’m speeding/
dreaming
If niggas want beef put a tooth pick in they mouth/
Negro flow, I’m cotton picking ‘em out/ Blackberry flow, bluetoothing em out/
I got my dick out, yea this nigga’s pissing ‘em out/
I’m spitting legit, I never written this shit/
I took a big risk like I’m holding a cliff/
But even though the wind blow my position is stiff/
got my spirit still every time I’m smoking a spliff/
Jagz be back on some emotional shit/ Toilet flow, the way I’m soaking this shit/
I know a lot of niggas hoping I quit/
Ladies loving my shit, I know they hoping I hit/
Indiana Jones-ing flow the way I’m roping this shit/
Niggas calling me crazy, ‘say I’m doping ‘n' shit/
Naah… I’ve been blessed with every token I get/
I’m taking niggas way back to ‘Okin' n shit/
Bitches get busted open in they fallopian lips/
It’s like everywhere I go they got my personal tape/
blogs everywhere, see the cursing I take/ But I’ma keep being the only person I
make/
Asterix and Obelix with every potion I take/ And I’m blazing the gates/
my position is showing no vacancy yet/ I’m controlling the matrix with all the
agents it takes/
Anyone say shit and I call an emergency state/
Nigga, flip shit like an encyclopedia page/ I’ve been far from hype and that
media rage/
The only thing I ever loved was that moment on stage/
When a nigga bob and weave like he’s Cassius Clay/
All I never had in life is all that made me today/
see, a lot of niggas singing jingles and shit/ Calling me Santa Claus,
I Kris Kringle this shit/
When I’m in my zone nobody knows the feeling I get/
Taken away from all this politics, religion n shit/
Nigga be getting tired of all the bitching ‘n' shit/
Nigga rip shit, like its chicken and chips/ Ridiculous shit, nigga getting sick
with this shit/
Flash Gordon a nigga getting quick with this shit/
Wicked as shit a nigga gon' get pistol whipped with this shit/
Especially bitch niggas talking that fictitious shit/
Ambiguous shit, some niggas talking frivolous shit/
My music is the definition of what brilliance is/
My whole crew be on that resilient shit/ Them niggas faker than hair,
that Brazilian shit/
I’m hitting ‘em with everything I’m on my militant shit/
They ain’t got it, them niggas on some ignorant shit/
got that hammer flow… nigga still spitting legit