letra de mamacita - luvelli
{intro}
this is for all the hot mami’s out there
wanna check out how a real man do
you know i mean
now listen…
{chorus}
mamacita’s at the club can ya feel me
mamacita’s on the roll can ya hear me
i gotta get down ta be ya man
you better get the best that ya can, now
{verse 1}
wanna go wit cha everywhere ya wanna go
wanna give ya sp-ce when ya wanna be alone
take ya shoppin to the finest stores and sh-t
when ya need a dunhill ta chill it’z lit
margaritas at the club tropicana, handrolled cigars straight from havana
otha ladies try ta come up to spit game on may, ya say, na h-llz no that’z my papi
love tha way the sun hit’z ya smile, bout ta set sail secluded isles
makin love b-tt naked cause we out for miles, and save the last dance like julia stiles
we like feelin good so we headin back ta port, to a crib so phat it’s on the cover of the robb report, but there’s no need ta boast because we got what others want most, just chill with a bottle of kris and make a toast, that’s what i want straight up no playin, that’s how i’d be ya man, so wancha sit back and chill and listen to these rhymes that i spill
{chorus}
mamacita’s at the club can ya feel me
mamacita’s on the roll can ya hear me
i gotta get down ta be ya man
you better get the best that ya can, now
{verse 2}
need someone in this world just ta care for ya, share ya life with ya, when ya b-tchy bear wit cha, i’m there wit cha best friends til the end boo, that’z how i do same i ask from you
keepin real even though we got bentley status, sometimes things is tough but we still stay at it, respect for realz in the utmost fashion, been together awhile with still mad p-ssion
trustin you you trustin me and they ain’t no questions ever arising about dat b
so only thing i gotta say is that’z the way i do you know i wanna be down wit chu
{chorus}
mamacita’s at the club can ya feel me
mamacita’s on the roll can ya hear me
i gotta get down ta be ya man
you better get the best that ya can, now
{verse 3}
some ya girlz think i’m bad fo ya, gettin mad at ya, say infatuation wit him’z just a fad fo ya, playin wit ya mind just ta git tha panties from ya, them statements they sayin ain’t true they just sadden you, they hatin we ain’t playin, wit love on fire like hot spice from cajuns
ya gotta buck up an get wit the real, you know how i feel you feel the same way to so don’t let em steal, nothing gone stop tha way that we be, only fosho in tha futurez just you and me
that’z the way that i do an that’z the way ya do too, so let me get it on up wit chu, now…
{chorus}
mamacita’s at the club can ya feel me
mamacita’s on the roll can ya hear me
i gotta get down ta be ya man
you better get the best that ya can, now
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