Hay Mamita

Cartel de Santa

Oh Momma

Oh momma, the one who's back
From Argentina to California
How pretty, girl, bring your suitcase
Well, if you already have sheets, why do you need blankets?
Hey, when you put a price on the guy
Who lives like a king without a palace
I don't need bling bling to sleep with several girls
Nor do I make up stories to act tough
Endless, this dog never stops
I keep writing rhymes that get you all wet
Momma, roll in my bed and wake up thinking about all the dirty things
Oh momma, don't be mean
And give me a little bit of your thing
Delicious girl, you're so fine
Go for it until it hurts

Mami, shake your booty, your booty
Is like for a gangster
Mami, shake your booty, your booty
Is like to give it
Mami, shake your booty, your booty
Is like for a gangster
Mami, shake your booty, your booty
Is like to give it

Sometimes I sleep with two, sometimes I sleep with one
Sometimes I sleep with three and sometimes with none
That's my cool life and that's my thing
But oh momma, when I see you
I don't get dizzy or step back
But it's because you're like pa pa pa
You know, girl, when I see you
If you have a boyfriend, well, let him take care of you

I have a cathedral and several chapels
The requirement is that they're pretty
Blondes and brunettes are welcome
Tall and short brunettes
Blondes, I brought a suit for the party
A rhythm to enjoy, turn around
Don't be ashamed to back up
Encourage the guys to pay for the beer
Cherry scent brings good luck
Come back to the table and leave them hot
In this environment, what's valued
Goes from white to listen to the mass

Oh momma, don't be mean
And let me invite my little friends
Delicious girl, you're the good one
And Babo can handle several girls
Crazy, you know you provoke me
When you kiss another with your mouth
You know you turn me on like a fire
I get hotter than the devil in hell
Oh momma, I don't know why
I go crazy with two or three
Maybe it's because that's what I like
And the ones who get scared don't come to my house