Mamacita - Jesse Jagz

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