A Bad Mamajama

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga, that's a bad motherfuckin' mamma jamma right here Niggas know what the fuck goin' on I'm the realest nigga you done ever seen What the two-six-twelve mean , twenty six guns, twelve deep, bitch Slatt Uh, uh, uh Zoo life 'til I croak, nigga I say Uh [Verse 1] Your bitch is a skeezer, real nigga pleaser She tryna come and feel this California breezer Bitch, you don't need me, hoe you need Jesus Young ghetto diva, turned to a believer Your bitch is a skeezer, real nigga pleaser I could bet your bitch gon' let mе fuck her if I tease hеr I done fucked a hundred hoes Keisha, Felisha, Anita, Tyesha, Jaleah, Amiya Either way, I'm leavin', girl, I don't need a reason Uh, see ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya Light 'em like a candle, I need more ammo Dick game, John Cena, nickname Rambo (Bitch, I'm Rambo) [Interlude] Nickname Rambo, on B What? Nickname Rambo Nickname Rambo, Nickname Rambo Nickname Rambo, Nickname Rambo [Chorus] I'll fuck around tweak in this bitch, if she play then I'm leavin' the bitch Dead niggas, it reek in this bitch, fuck the net we ain't speakin' on shit My girl so much as look at a nigga, we done, ain't no keepin' the bitch Lil' Chief hard as hell, I cannot believe that nigga could sleep on the kid [Verse 2] Been in the A for way too long, got turned to an Atlanimal I ain't never heard a song, don't ask if I'm a fan of ya Your girlfriend a cannibal, so I nicknamed her Hannibal She hop in bananas, the lil' bitch pussy flammable No lie, this beat fast as hell, I'm running out of stamina She say DThang dogged her out, I told her he's an animal I'm Super P, capital, nigga, I'm going national He the type to woof at you, I'm the type to blast at you Uppercase, capital, I capital A top all you niggas You know me, I'm capital B, not broke lil' bitch, I'm ballin' nigga Capital C, can't you tell, can't you see I'm a taller nigga? D don't trip, don't fall a nigga, Z to the L is a mob of niggas This hoe keep on tryin' to fuck, I tell her to shut up, I'm makin' a Triller Ten mil' make me feel 6'7, I feel like Skrilla Telling my old bitch let me right my wrongs, feel like Bryson Tiller Since the opps won't come outside, tell they hoes I'ma come through killin' [Chorus] I'll fuck around tweak in this bitch, if she play then I'm leavin' the bitch Dead niggas, they reek in this bitch, fuck the net we ain't speakin' on shit My girl so much as look at a nigga, we done, ain't no keepin' the bitch Lil' Chief hard as hell, I cannot believe that nigga could sleep on the kid I'll fuck around tweak in this bitch, if she play then I'm leavin' the bitch Dead niggas, they reek in this bitch, fuck the net we ain't speakin' on shit My girl so much as look at a nigga, we done, ain't no keepin' the bitch Lil Chief hard as hell, I cannot believe that nigga could sleep on the kid