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Azealia Banks - Mamma Mia Lyrics

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Azealia Banks - Mamma Mia Lyrics
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Niggas if you want to
I'ma come through
It's Jane of the jungle
Guerillas with bananas
I'ma shoot you and your whole crew

I got feed the demon now
You know the prima-prima donna pack the heater got the armor
Yung Rapunzel, kill you if you want to
If you niggas f*ck with me
Then you better duck from me
You a duck to me, niggas wanna cuck for me
I let it loose these niggas' life ain't worth a buck to me
I got the noose, these lil niggas on the run from me
Pack the deuce, I'll hit these niggas with a buck fifty
I'm Mama Goose, these little bitches little ducks to me
They telling stories like I'm not a legend up, millions
They wanna suck pussy, bitches wanna suck tiddy
What the f*ck you want from me?
He can't fluster me, now he got a crush on me
I don't stress niggas, niggas don't impress me
I seen them checks coming in that tarot deck bitches
That crystal ball said ya nigga wanna sex me
I'm sipping Clicquot, ball like 23, hoe
That pussy moist I toss them panties like a free throw
All eyes on me like they peepin' through the peep hole
I'm MVP, these little bitches want the cheat code
Uh, now I'm bleeding out ya speakers
Leave these niggas bleeding on the marble floor like Gina
I'ma snatch a nigga right up out his sneakers
Send him to Jehovah, yeah he bout to meet the reaper
Now ya mama with the deacon picking out ya plot
You in the cemetery reeking, uh
Now I'm sipping on some peach fizz
Hit that MYX Moscato like I'm Nicki on a meeting
You niggas soft like some peach fuzz
Fuzzy like some pussy hair, squishy like my D cups

Bitch come get ya nigga
I don't wanna meet him
I don't wanna feed him
I don't feed niggas, I don't really need him
He could f*ck them bitches
I don't want him, I don't see him
Now that Molly peaking, and that pussy wet
I'm 'bout to f*ck him through the weekend
It's Ruger season, Sally dropping seashells
I'm on the seashore, waiting for some kilos
Ask for the money, now these niggas got amnesia
I pull the eagle out and hawk 'em like chihuahua
Niggas chihuahuas keep ya little dollas
I ain't with the rah rah
Gangsta Senorita
I pull the AK out, I call her "Mamma Mia"
Spray these niggas out just like some roaches on the freezer

You think you wifey, you a skeezer
F*cked ya nigga raw and then I kicked him out like FIFA
Them rhymes is gettin' deeper
Pretty like Melania, this pussy on a Visa
I'm Mulan with the sword, leave a deep cut
Niggas owe me cheese
I slice his face up like a pizza
Soy la niña, hit you with the nina
Mira la pinta, oh, Santa Maria
I get spooky on the altar, Santeria
Turn you to a ghost, I bet I'll make you a believer
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Niggas if you want to
I'ma come through
It's Jane of the jungle
Guerillas with bananas
I'ma shoot you and your whole crew

I got feed the demon now
You know the prima-prima donna pack the heater got the armor
Yung Rapunzel, kill you if you want to
If you niggas f*ck with me
Then you better duck from me
You a duck to me, niggas wanna cuck for me
I let it loose these niggas' life ain't worth a buck to me
I got the noose, these lil niggas on the run from me
Pack the deuce, I'll hit these niggas with a buck fifty
I'm Mama Goose, these little bitches little ducks to me
They telling stories like I'm not a legend up, millions
They wanna suck pussy, bitches wanna suck tiddy
What the f*ck you want from me?
He can't fluster me, now he got a crush on me
I don't stress niggas, niggas don't impress me
I seen them checks coming in that tarot deck bitches
That crystal ball said ya nigga wanna sex me
I'm sipping Clicquot, ball like 23, hoe
That pussy moist I toss them panties like a free throw
All eyes on me like they peepin' through the peep hole
I'm MVP, these little bitches want the cheat code
Uh, now I'm bleeding out ya speakers
Leave these niggas bleeding on the marble floor like Gina
I'ma snatch a nigga right up out his sneakers
Send him to Jehovah, yeah he bout to meet the reaper
Now ya mama with the deacon picking out ya plot
You in the cemetery reeking, uh
Now I'm sipping on some peach fizz
Hit that MYX Moscato like I'm Nicki on a meeting
You niggas soft like some peach fuzz
Fuzzy like some pussy hair, squishy like my D cups

Bitch come get ya nigga
I don't wanna meet him
I don't wanna feed him
I don't feed niggas, I don't really need him
He could f*ck them bitches
I don't want him, I don't see him
Now that Molly peaking, and that pussy wet
I'm 'bout to f*ck him through the weekend
It's Ruger season, Sally dropping seashells
I'm on the seashore, waiting for some kilos
Ask for the money, now these niggas got amnesia
I pull the eagle out and hawk 'em like chihuahua
Niggas chihuahuas keep ya little dollas
I ain't with the rah rah
Gangsta Senorita
I pull the AK out, I call her "Mamma Mia"
Spray these niggas out just like some roaches on the freezer

You think you wifey, you a skeezer
F*cked ya nigga raw and then I kicked him out like FIFA
Them rhymes is gettin' deeper
Pretty like Melania, this pussy on a Visa
I'm Mulan with the sword, leave a deep cut
Niggas owe me cheese
I slice his face up like a pizza
Soy la niña, hit you with the nina
Mira la pinta, oh, Santa Maria
I get spooky on the altar, Santeria
Turn you to a ghost, I bet I'll make you a believer
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Writer: Azealia Amanda Banks
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Azealia Banks Mamma Mia Video


Performed By: Azealia Banks
Length: 3:15
Written by: Azealia Amanda Banks

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