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Mama Bling Songtext
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Mama Bling Songtext

Hmm!
Another day, another xanny sniffer
Make so many cameos on videos
Lady panty kissing
Now they gettin′ shady, got a new Bugatti
A Kawasaki and a brand-new Mercedes!
Tell me where's the music we could feel to?
Where′s the groove we could love, hate, cry, and then relate to
Ahh goddamn it!
Somebody give me those answers
Till then, I'll be lapping round
These rich boys and their mansions, ah
Fuck it, man! I'll follow the throne
Sarah′s like-
"Why don′t you write and be like Polow da don?"
"We could be pile the money home"
"You could pilot a plane and fly it back"
"Fix up every little problem, be gone!"
Baby you antsy
Maybe if my dad wasn't motherfucking motivating
Maybe that′d be plan B
We could rent a five thousand dollar condo out in Malibu
We fancy
Bubble gum bitches with real candy


We don't need diamond rings or fancy things
They don′t mean a thing
Got my mama on my line
That's my bling
I′m her only king!
One day I'll wake up and I'll be the chief!
′Cause we′ve been up to something
They ain't been up to nothing
They don′t want no beef (yeah, woo)

What a sad reality that we have?
Scrolling through my Twitter like
"What happened to rap?"
Sitting and wishing like Jack Johnson
Caution to blogs flossing artists
That'll never make my battery last
That′s the last time I'll sit through
Ye bragging a fashion accessory
Or Lupe smacking my scalp
I don′t get it, like I asked 'em for malk
Was it some bars or details
On their five billion balcony house?
You caught a wave and you stole from it, now cole run it!
Chance Bennett been it since hey mama an immaculate soul
Done it, I'm up next and I′m fan-fucking-tastic!
My fans love the accent and my family backed it
My pant′s right, my hair did and I got my dance on
Pass me the funk I could rant on
Maybe give me those Les Paul decks on the road
Maybe the Rhodes, show me the tour bus
And map to the show, see how it goes

We don't need diamond rings or fancy things
They don′t mean a thing
Got my mama on my line
That's my bling
I′m her only king (yeah)
One day I'll wake up and I′ll be the chief
'Cause we've been up to something (we′ve been up to something)
They ain′t been up to nothing (they ain't been up to nothing)
They don′t want no beef (they don't want no beef)

′Cause I've been on fire!
I′ve been on true!
I've been on me!
I meant to call you
I been up to 66 on Christmas wishlist
All I want is this babe
We such misfits
We've been on shrooms!
We′ve been on weed!
We done had sex in this city on E
They want us dismissed
They want us gone
But we gon′ be right here
We gon' be right here, yeah

Chi-ki-ah-ah, chi-ki-ah-ah, yeah
Ta-ra-ran-ta-ta, ah, aah
Chi-ki-ah-ti-ah-ta-tan
Pa-ra-ran-ta-ah
Pa-ra-ra-ran-ta, pa-ra-ra-ran-ta-ta

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