Mamacita
Rich Homie Quan Lyrics


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Mamacita, cita, cita (oh, oh oh)
Mamacita, cita, cita (oh, oh oh)

This the last days to the rodeo, last night
Had me down in the back, comatose, don't think
Sun shades and a pill gon' help
Once I'm gone, can't tame myself, myself, myself
Mamacita, cita, cita
You know I really need yah
Need yah, need yah, right now
She get freaky when the, light's down
The shit's crack, no way niggas could pipe down
With the head first, got her straight out of the night gown
Nothin' like the light-skinned mamacitas in H-Town
Got them pornstar big booties
Let me film it, then shoot it
3-D money, no illusion
Pendant if I'm feelin' bougie
Might hit your line bitch

Had to cut my phone off, bitch
Got it vibratin' on me like a beeper
Boy I'm in Colorado
Smokin' California reefer
Hey, the bitch so bad
Call her ticket 'cause I really wanna meet her (Really wanna meet her, wanna meet her)
Hey and I ain't kin to Wayne but there my mamacita, hey (Mamacita mamacita wha' what)

Mamacita, mama, mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita)
That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita
That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita)
That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita
That's my

Mothafuckin' girl, I love her
I'ma give her the world
Aye fuck her, I wanna fuck a mother
I just might give her my little girl
No, no I won't let go
Broke down oh
She love to dance with a fro
Natural, knat, that don't go down
Quan, turn on the stove
Whip it 'til I have a stroke
I do not fuck with America
I get it straight off the boat
Oh damn
The kush it'll never makeme choke
Slow down
I'm speedin' and I got a trunk full of wham
Now, 25 thousand on an old school pound
Assess me, the bitches wanna molest me
Damn don't sex me, she a lesbi'
She want chicken like sesame
And she tryin' to address me, test me
Give her hotel keys like Cassidy, ya dig

Had to cut my phone off, bitch
Got it vibratin' on me like a beeper
Boy I'm in Colorado
Smokin' California reefer
Hey, the bitch so bad
Call her ticket 'cause I really wanna meet her (Really wanna meet her, wanna meet her)
Hey and I ain't kin to Wayne but there my mamacita, hey (Mamacita mamacita wha' what)

Mamacita, mama, mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita)
That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita
That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita)
That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita

That's my
Bad little college ho
That I got on the east skirts of Decatur
Best believe that she cover Rich Homie Quan like a blazer
I smoke a lot of weed, keep my music turned up for my neighbors
I fuck a nigga bitch then turn her like a table
I'm still praying to senior so you know I'm gettin' greater (I swear to God)
Still wearin' long soccer shorts like Fabio
He was hatin' at first, now he tryna make the payroll
Got a stupid bitch who do whatever I say so
Money on my head like a Jesus piece
Blunt, now I'm higher than Khalifa be
Bad bitch lookin' like a Philippine
Ohh, you're killin' me, ooh
Remember me, you
Finna be
Deceased if you keep callin' me
Therefore I had to cut my phone off bi'
Got it vibratin' on me like a beeper
Boy I'm in Colorado
Smokin' California reefer
Hey, the bitch so bad
Call her ticket 'cause I really wanna meet her (Really wanna meet her, wanna meet her)
Hey and I ain't kin to Wayne but there my mamacita, hey (Mamacita mamacita wha' what)

Mamacita, mama, mama my mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita)
That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita




That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita)
That's my that's my mama, mamacita, that's my that's my mama, mamacita

Overall Meaning

The song "Mamacita" by Rich Homie Quan is a melodic track that talks about the rapper's desire for a woman who captivates him entirely. He begins by stating that this is his last rodeo, and he can't seem to control himself, commenting that pills and sunglasses can't help him. He wants the woman he refers to as "Mamacita" to be with him right now since she is the only one he needs. The artist then describes the woman's sensuality, which intensifies when lights go off, making it impossible for anyone to resist her.


The song's next verse delves into Rich Homie Quan's infatuation with Mamacita, where he cannot control himself around her. He also references his stash of marijuana, stating that he's smoking weed, and he's in Colorado. The rapper then highlights that the woman he refers to as Mamacita is beyond beautiful, and he refers to her as his world, going to the extent of using his daughter as collateral to woo her. Quan also says that the girl is blatantly interested in him and uses hotel keys as a reference.


In conclusion, "Mamacita" by Rich Homie Quan is a catchy song with a considerable amount of wordplay that is easy on the ear. The track is a classic rap song that's all about the rapper's love for women, drugs, and partying. The song's underlying theme is a man's continual desire to be with a woman who drives him crazy and the lengths he'll go to woo her.


Line by Line Meaning

Mamacita, cita, cita (oh, oh oh)
Addressing a Latina woman that he is interested in, repeating her name for emphasis.


This the last days to the rodeo, last night
He is living life to the fullest and enjoys having a good time.


Had me down in the back, comatose, don't think Sun shades and a pill gon' help Once I'm gone, can't tame myself, myself, myself
He is taking drugs to escape reality and enjoy the moment. He is aware of this risk but doesn't care.


You know I really need yah Need yah, need yah, right now
He shows his desire for the woman he is interested in, stressing how much he needs her.


She get freaky when the, light's down The shit's crack, no way niggas could pipe down With the head first, got her straight out of the night gown Nothin' like the light-skinned mamacitas in H-Town
He praises his partner's sexual abilities and compares her to other women he's been with before.


Got them pornstar big booties Let me film it, then shoot it 3-D money, no illusion Pendant if I'm feelin' bougie
He boasts about his financial success and willingness to film his sexual encounters, and buying expensive jewelry to show off his wealth.


Might hit your line bitch Had to cut my phone off, bitch Got it vibratin' on me like a beeper Boy I'm in Colorado Smokin' California reefer
He is enjoying good weed and being free from obligations, cutting off his phone to have a good time.


Hey, the bitch so bad Call her ticket 'cause I really wanna meet her (Really wanna meet her, wanna meet her) Hey and I ain't kin to Wayne but there my mamacita, hey (Mamacita mamacita wha' what)
He is still fixated on the woman he is interested in and compares her to a ticket he is willing to pay to see.


That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita That's my mama, mamacita, that's my mama, mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita) That's my Mothafuckin' girl, I love her I'mma give her the world
He expresses his love and commitment to the woman he is interested in, referring to her as his girl and stating he wants to give her everything she wants.


Aye fuck her, I wanna fuck a mother I just might give her my little girl
He is casually talking about having sex with another woman, even though he is committed to someone else. He is also willing to let the other woman meet his daughter.


No, no I won't let go Broke down oh She love to dance with a fro Natural, knat, that don't go down
He expresses his desire to hold on to the woman he is interested in and praise her for her natural afro hairstyle.


Quan, turn on the stove Whip it 'til I have a stroke I do not fuck with America I get it straight off the boat
He is describing his involvement in the drug trade and how he gets his drugs from outside of America.


Assess me, the bitches wanna molest me Damn don't sex me, she a lesbi' She want chicken like sesame And she tryin' to address me, test me
He is highlighting how he is popular with women and how they attempt to seduce him. He plays on words with the phrase 'address me' and 'sesame' chicken to sound playful and boastful.


Give her hotel keys like Cassidy, ya dig Bad little college ho That I got on the east skirts of Decatur Best believe that she cover Rich Homie Quan like a blazer
He is showing how much he enjoys his popularity with women and the fact that he can use a hotel room key for sex. He's also referencing his style in the way the woman he's with covers him.


I smoke a lot of weed, keep my music turned up for my neighbors I fuck a nigga bitch then turn her like a table I'm still praying to senior so you know I'm gettin' greater (I swear to God) Still wearin' long soccer shorts like Fabio
He is describing his daily life routine of smoking weed, listening to music, and hooking up with other people's girlfriends. He also indicates that he is still religious despite his lifestyle. He emphasizes his fashion style of wearing long soccer shorts by referencing Fabio, a male model known for his long hair.


He was hatin' at first, now he tryna make the payroll Got a stupid bitch who do whatever I say so Money on my head like a Jesus piece
He is still describing his lifestyle and how people who initially disliked him now work for him. He boasts about his power over women and compares the monetary value on his head to that of a symbolic Jesus piece necklace.


Blunt, now I'm higher than Khalifa be Bad bitch lookin' like a Philippine Ohh, you're killin' me, ooh Remember me, you Finna be Deceased if you keep callin' me
He describes how much he smokes weed and brags about being higher than Wiz Khalifa. He also compliments a woman's appearance, suggesting she looks like a Filipino. He finishes the verse with a playful warning to someone who keeps calling him incessantly.


Therefore I had to cut my phone off bi' Mamacita, mama, mama my mamacita (Mamacita, cita, cita) That's my that's my mama, mamacita, that's my that's my mama, mamacita
He ends the song with a repetition of the chorus and a declaration of his commitment and love for the woman he refers to as his mama or mamacita.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Carl Mitchell Hampton, Dacoury Dahi Natche, Dequantes Devontay Lamar, Homer Banks, Jacques Webster, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Leland Tyler Wayne, Raymond E. Jackson

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@ignacioarellano6032

Metro Boomin was 20 when he produced this track...
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@yalord5378

3 more month i'm gonna be 20, and i still dont know what i'm gonna do in this life. I just doing the college daily

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@ZicoTops

This song is a masterpiece

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U are a masterpiece

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@bennymuellsbeats3307

Why can't you like both lol. Ghostface Killa is one of my fav rappers of all time. Travis Scott isn't on the same level as any of them lyrically but I think if you like hip hop you'd be able to appreciate this level of production.

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