Lyrics

[Verse 1: Masada] Mahogany Team Queens up on the rise Be careful, watch your back, blackbirds don't wear disguise How we comin'? Comin' hard, camels too slow Stick-up kids do anything, hustlers keep loot to show (What?) The game is hot, you could never be a winner Just begun a game, so considered a beginner Masada for real, this shorty here is here to stay Mahogany go platinum, after that we just parlay I'm from the Bricks, we get kicks–offa loud gunshot licks Fuck stones and sticks, loudmouths get nixed This life is plush, I be the bill-be-board, Scarface want Italiano, I'm the real McCoy – nigga, what? Can't be a joke, I've been through too many games Niggas laugh, but my expression wasn't hardly the same Show me respect, 'cause it's due You keep the fear, 'cause I'll get over, and believe I'll come back at you [Chorus: Masada & Rico Wade] Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! [Verse 2: André 3000] Yo, now, you and your nigga shit shaky And at the time your heart feel down and broke like "Achy Breaky" Lump in your throat, feel like a trache – oh, dummy The pain that's in your chest done made it's way down to your tummy You wide open, you start smokin' with your girl She nigga-bashin', sayin', "You don't need 'em in your world – Niggas all dogs!" If niggas all dogs, then what you call broads? Felines in heat, meowin' for some yarn balls Now you and her done got to drankin' Oh, now it's really crunk, 'cause y'all silly drunk, and Your girl done got to thinkin' She talkin' 'bout, "Girl, you look so beautiful" You say, "Thank you," bein' nice, you try to change the subject "Want some beans and rice?" But she's back at you like a pit Mixed with a chihuahua, how much meaner can you get? Don't let her have her way with you, she's gonna have a fit You're the candy apple of her eye–and 'bout to get bit Here's what you do – you Grab her by her neck, throw her on the wall Say, "Bitch, don't ever disrespect me, never, not at all." These simple words can put a pause to half of the applause Then blackball, laws of balance, at all cost [Chorus: Masada & Rico Wade] Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! [Verse 3: WitchDoctor] Que pasa, que pasa? Check this out Quiet nights like this, might twist one for the mota On the balcony, I got a sofa Nights like this is perfect, for this Spanish Fly Can you come over? Somethin' I wanna show ya Told ya once, we was gon' take a trip, touch you With my lips where you like it, it's time, don't fight it Piggy-back ride to the sofa In the microwave, I got your favorite Stouffer's Lasagna, that's how much I want ya Fuck flowers, the ceremony starts from the shower, with the water I got somebody's daughter in the Doctor headquarters – chillin' Prepare for this sex drillin' She said somethin' in Spanish, got me feelin' mannish Me and you fin' ta vanish, real quick, feel this shit Got cheese, tryin' to make cheese To get you pregnant overseas Maybe make sho' that's my seed Quiet nights like this, bachelor like me is single Talkin' to you, Ms. Bilingual – let's mingle In the crowd, watch them show, pop some Moët Tryin' to get you so wet Never been to Spain, never been a lame Horny, ever since I been a tiny Fuckin' with niggas with ageless bodies Talkin' to me, while I squeeze it bare Let me talk to you while I run my fingers through your hair [Chorus: Masada & Rico Wade] Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! [Verse 4: Big Boi] Friday night, Boi breakin' the old school out, boi, we cruisin' Bout fo' niggas and fo' hoes, it ain't gon' be nobody losin' But they choosin' Better get in where you fit in, 'cause it's crucial I'm tryin' to cut 'bout two of them girls, 'cause that just what I'm used to I mean that The first that look my way just gon' get splack packed From the front to the back, this cognac got my throat burnin' like burlap Everybody cheesin', knowin' these hoes gon' cut like Pleasers These hookers, they praisin' my crew, like Reverend Hodo be praisin' Jesus The easiest was the meanest, but the skeezer was a beanie She thought we was some motherfuckin' genies So I checked her, like the king I am, no disrespect intended Told her, and her silly friends, "Get out," before they got offended To the La Quinta we went, layin' them hoes down On the freestyle tip – g'yeah! [Chorus: Masada & Rico Wade] Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! Mamacita... papadonna! [Outro: Buullllllll!] Permisito, señorita, mamacita Mira, mira, what's your name? Maria Same as mi tia, de Colombia I don't, [?], in Atlanta, Georgia And you don't think I got nuttin' for ya? You must be crazy I'm out here tryin' to feed my baby Lil Bre, can't you see? Sheeyit Do it one more time, sheeyit