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Mamacita by Jones
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Orlando Jones Jr
Orlando Jones Jr
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Kendrelle Price
Joshua Kendrelle Price
Songwriter
Orlando Stevenson Jones Jr.
Orlando Stevenson Jones Jr.
Songwriter

Lyrics

Mmm mmm mmm Girl you know you're looking good with those heels on So tell me what's your game I can't pinpoint the strike but love your frame and You've got my mind working overtime And got me 'bout ready to drill like a combine Don't mean to be so blunt, but you've got everything I need So you know what I want (let's get it, aye) I ain't tryna put no pressure on ya But you're shining like a diamond and I'm mining for ya I've got some thoughts rolling 'round in my dome And I'm gon let it be known, babygirl I'm tryna take you home And keep you all to myself, 'cause I don't see a point- In sharing you with anyone else nah So baby tell me if you're with it And don't stop, so we can get it get it get it get it (aye) She looked back and she winked She said I was looking thirsty so she got me a drink I just stopped and laugh 'cause I didn't know what to think We get in this relationship we're gonna be on the sink And we're gon be on the bed And we're gon be on the floor And whenever my pen is ready I'll give you some more She's got me up so high, swear you'll never reach us Motivating me just like a speaker- She's a Mamacita You know that I need ya Do anything to please ya Do just what I gotta do to keep ya Mmm Mmm (yeah yeah) To you there's no sequel That means there's no equal Now you've got me yelling out to all the people Mamacita Y-Y-Y you're so elusive It's been 26 Days now we're Exclusive And I'm telling you I love it I'm giving you my all and then I'm thinking nothing of it Mmm Mmm You seem a little reserved so like I'm handing you my bible I'm gonna give you my word Everything is gon be finer than the print on a document And I think that its a sign for you to stop and observe hey She said boy are you ready or not I told her wobbledy wobbledy drop drop it like its hot I ain't tryna waste no time tryna get to the top And it won't even take a kiss for you to see that I rock I'm trying to think inside the box, put my head all in it And I'll bet we synchronize if you let me swim it Call me Master P 'cause I know no limit Putting work all in your cavity like I was a (dentist) I'm so wavy baby let me just say- That I'm one part man the other half amazing- And one more thing I shoot the gift so crazy Whether we hit Target or slide by Macy's hey You're a queen, and so you should be treated The other ones jacked son, please tell 'em to beat it Ripped Lee jeans gotta see it to believe it- Man I'm telling you my honey is the sweetest- She's a Mamacita You know that I need ya Do anything to please ya Do just what I gotta do to keep ya Mmm Mmm (yeah yeah) To you there's no sequel That means there's no equal Now you've got me yelling out to all the people Mamacita Hold up bring the beat back
Writer(s): Raeon Primus, Anthony Kelly, Marvin E. Scandrick, Michael Marcel Keith, Quinnes Daymond Parker, Colin Harper, Courtney Douglas Sills, Daron Tavaris Jones, Lescott Kevin Lyttle, Arnold Walker Hennings Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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