Mamacita

[Verse 1: Darius King]
I'm just tryna feel your vibe
I’m just tryna slide
Come on over you can spend the night
Girl you just my type
Gucci stepping every time you walk
Let’s go take some flights
Know you love it when I switch my flow, it be so precise
I was with that niggas x like I’m Jason, now he hating
Swear your last man was trash, but you waited
Now you updated
I pop out different occasions with some new drip, blue slips
Pretty little lies always coming out of them cute lips
Yeah waited for you all my life
Not a tiger 'cause I really earned my stripes
Girl yeah
All that pain be cutting deep take the knife
'Cause I’m really thinking you might be the right girl yeah

[Chorus: Champ T]
Nice to meet ya
Mamacita
You came in with your man, but he sucks
I
Could treat ya, like I need ya
Kinda think you like that
And she told me she could fuck me right back, right back yeah
Think I need a night cap
We ain’t even finna make the ride back, ride back yeah

[Verse 2: Champ T]
And I been waiting for you
Praying for you all of my life
You way too good for him
I told your ass a million times, 
okay
They call me the don but this ain’t a Soul Train
Got me jumping hoops like it’s Cirque du Soleil
I already called the uber, shit it’s on the way

[Chorus: Champ T]
Nice to meet ya
Mamacita
You came in with your man, but he sucks
I
Could treat ya, like I need ya
Kinda think you like that
And she told me she could fuck me right back, right back yeah
Think I need a night cap
We ain’t even finna make the ride back, ride back yeah

[Verse 3: Darius King]
Yeah, she be posting on the gram and I’m liking all her pictures
Mamacita looking fine she ain’t worried 'bout no nigga
She gon hop up in my ride just to see the bigger picture
I got money on my mind tryna see another figure
And she foreign never been to where she from
Looking at her I can tell that she the one
I got 50,000 problems and I swear I really want her to be one
Had your past it ain’t no judging what we done that’s that done yeah
I’m chilling with Mamacita
I’m tryna go sell arenas
Head spinning like ballerinas
Addicting to bad latinas
'Cause she looking bad and she back at it
I don’t really need her but I want her it’s a bad habit
And she got me like do you got a mans i don’t mind
Need a Rolex on my wrist but i be on my own time yeah
And she got got my cellphone ringing like this
And she bad mamacita got me singing like this yeah

[Chorus: Champ T]
Nice to meet ya
Mamacita
You came in with your man, but he sucks
I
Could treat ya, like I need ya
Kinda think you like that
And she told me she could fuck me right back, right back yeah
Think I need a night cap
We ain’t even finna make the ride back, ride back yeah