paroles de chanson OHMAMI - Chase Atlantic
Bitch,
I'm
fuckin'
styling
Yeah
(ooh-ooh-ooh,
oh)
Yeah
(whoa)
Oh-oh,
oh-oh,
yeah,
yeah
Cuban
link,
diamond
cross
I
got
a
Spanish
chiquita,
no
habla
ingles,
not
at
all,
no
Cut
up
three
lines
like
Adidas,
she
clean
that
shit
up
with
her
nose
And
I
got
a
kilo,
no
Kilimanjaro,
baby,
just
a
mountain
of
coke
Ooh,
Mami,
this
a
new
'Rari
Hit
150
on
the
dash,
I
bent
the
corner
Then
she
bent
it
for
me
sideways,
uh
I
might
have
to
fuck
her
on
the
highway,
yeah
(oh,
whoa)
Ooh,
Mami,
I
got
blue
molly
I
throw
Louis
V,
Supreme
on
top
of
Murakami
Bitch,
I'm
fuckin'
styling,
yeah
I
might
say
I
love
her,
but
I'm
lying,
yeah-ah-ah
Yeah,
whoa
Oh,
no,
no,
no,
oh
Yeah,
yeah
Mamacita,
I
can
see
the
devil
in
your
eyes
Muy
bonita,
tú
quieres
estar
by
my
side
She
might
make
me
stay
in
for
the
night
For
the
night,
oh-oh-oh
Call
Maria,
lets
get
drunk
I
haven't
been
out
for
a
month
Got
a
two-liter
in
the
back
and
another
bottle
in
the
trunk
Columbian
gold
in
the
front
seat
The
foreign
girls
showing
me
love
Telling
your
friends
that
you
hate
me
But
I
know
that
you
can't
get
enough
Ooh,
Mami,
this
a
new
'Rari
Hit
150
on
the
dash,
I
bent
the
corner
Now
bend
it
for
me
sideways,
uh
I
might
have
to
fuck
her
on
the
highway
(yeah,
whoa)
Oh,
ooh
my
I
don't
wanna
take
this
call,
I'm
too
high,
red
eyes
She
might
even
take
the
fall
if
I
ask
her
Baby,
pop
it
backwards
Acting
extra,
but
she
never
been
an
actress,
yeah
Ah,
shit
Oh
yeah
yeah-ah-ah-ah,
whoa
Oh
yeah
yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah,
eh
Oh
yeah
yeah-ah-ah-ah
Oh,
shit
I
said,
uh,
I
said
oh
Mami,
this
a
new
'Rari
Bitch
I'm
fucking
styling,
I
don't
need
no
stylist
All
of
my
dogs
they
be
wildin'
Shit
Fuck
a
double
date
Double-down
on
everything
I
say
You
can
bring
a
friend,
but
she
don't
get
to
stay
Guarantee
she'll
end
up
leaving
anyway
Never
play,
dog
watch
out
Dark
flames
when
my
doors
swing
out
Switch
lanes
on
a
one-way
route
Switchblade
make
your
blood
pour
out
Make
it
rain
in
a
drought,
hop
in,
hop
out
Motherfucker,
get
down
when
I
say
"down"
Brown
duffle
bag,
I
fill
it
up
with
30
clip
rounds
Drop
shit,
pop
wheelies,
fuck
a
break
down
I
don't
give
a
f-
Bitch,
I'ma
slide
either
way
Please
do
not
try
me
today
I
see
the
static
from
a
mile
away
She
wanna
fuck
me,
okay
She
wanna
know
how
it
tastes,
yeah,
yeah
Fuck
all
that
talking,
I'm
restless
I
pray
that
I
don't
get
arrested
I
pray
that
she
wake
up
for
breakfast
I
pray
that
she
wake
up
for
breakfast
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