Letra de ' Gangsta Mama ' de The Chicharones

Slipped on by best shoes take a spritz of bianca
I'm smelling like peppermint with a hint of cologne.
I got a date but she lives with her mama
So I picked up some flowers and chocolates to make
A good impression upon her
Before I knocked I just had to stand and breath (knock)
Why you knocking like the damn police? Are those for me?
She put the dumbbell down,snatched the chocolate
And said...keep the flowers faggot!

As she led me to what looked like a penitentiary
Lit up an old gold and started bench pressing
She was putting up like 2 or 3 (hundred)
After five sets of twenty she turned to me and said
Do you remember that movie american me?
Yeah.? Yeah!

She hopped on the coffee table and started stacking
Some guy named trigger jumped in and started clapping.
She told me if I didn't have her daughter back by midnight
That she would guarantee me sleeping in a casket
I swear if your even one second late 187 mutha fucka!!!

She had a gangsta mama
Dang this girl was fine hour glass design
But her mom's out of her mind
She was a gangsta mama
She was a killa forrealla she'll fill a fool up with
Lead if you fuck with her skrilla
She had a gangsta mama
An a student in class and you can balance a whole 40 of ol' e on her ass
She was a gangsta mama
No lying this lady was tough and she hates my raps
Cuz they ain't gangsta enough

She had a gangsta mama she was a gangstas ma
It was against the law I didn't hold it against her
I holded it against her pops
Her mama's a killer. Her mama kill cops.
Now mama got a daugheter with tatted tear drops.
She was hard, hard as a rock, as hard as it got,
As hard as it is, its harder to stop

We fell in love (hell nah) first time I met her.
Got busy in the back seat of her volkswagon jetta
She said I take all my men to meet my mama/ but please...
Keep it discreet cause she keeps a piece on her.
So we enter her abode, I'm like oh no (sup foo)
Yo mama's way harder than me
And she keep it real, I'm like "how real"
She's like 'you'll see', she's all "death before dishonor"

Dressed head to toe in sean carter and sean john
The gear so fresh I'm like mama put me on,
She copped my jock, said show me how you work this
Oh shit girl tell your mom to mind her business
She had a gangsta mama
Dang this girl was fine hour glass design
But her mom's out of her mind
She was a gangsta mama

She was a killa forrealla she'll fill a fool up with
Lead if you fuck with her skrilla
She had a gangsta mama
An a student in class and you can balance a whole 40 of ol' e on her ass
She was a gangsta mama
She looks like rick flair in the buff and she hates
My raps cuz they ain't gangsta enough!

Jm: One night I came over like let's just chill,
But she was plotting with her moms like 'let's get bill.'
Thinking to myself gonna get myself killed...
Unless I get on the team, yo mama lets build
Sleep: Your mom's in the business (the gun business)
Don't you see girl that your mom is in some shit
It's not normal for feds to hop out and take pictures
Or liquor for dinner or grenades in the crisper

Jm: Her house was fortified and I ain't talking vitamins
So many web tattoos you'd think she was spiderman
All tatted up with a gangsta's grace
She won't hesitate to flash and smash yo face
Sleep: And do you remember the time I spilled wine on her cackies
Later on that night she came to my house and jacked me
She even stole my gold fish and said
Oh my kitty's gonna love this...she's so mean

Her mama was hustling heavy
Big smoking and sitting on 20's
Don't mess around when it comes to her money
Yo she'll hurt somebody with that golden 9milli
Her mama say that she shot the yakuza