Ay Mamá (remix) (feat. Pablo Chill-E)

Fosse on the track, woo
This is the ShiShi mix, wow
Dillom (How?)
Wo-Wo-Wow
Franux Bae, Franux, Franux Bae
This is the real remix, son of a bitch

Mom says I'm cute, that's why the bitches stick to me
I know it's not true, it's because I always have the dough
If you disrespect me, it's two for the chest and one for the head
Bitch, I'm from the hood, love for the mom, love for the blade

She doesn't even say I'm cute, that's why the bitches stick to me
I-I-I know that's a lie, they want my fame and some coke
Fools shoot from afar but I shoot up close
I take bubble baths and used to shower in a shelter

Your mom, gave me a mom'
Said I had a sugary dick'
Must be the pineapple, must have been the pine
Now all the girls stick to me'

For a bracelet and the shining ShiShi
I have her sucking while she's cocking
We're playing in the hood, in the villa
In the prosecutor's office I steal your splinter

Come down here, you're nothing
You're an idiot, your mom's an idiot
I like the bitches who are retarded
Those are the ones who know how to suck, ha

Stop, stop, stop, stop
What's up, bro? Are you gonna kill him?
Dillom, kill him

Mom says I'm cute, that's why they pay me, for putting my face
I know that's true, and that's why I travel all over the planet
I have more figures than your bank account
Thi-this one we have comes from Peru
I walk with a stick and it's not bamboo
I ask for food that's not on the menu

Throwing somersaults I'm Kick Buttowski
Real diamonds, not Swarovski
I take a ransom, I end up brand new
That bad bitch I know is not good for me

Ah, uh-uh-uh, my face on the posters, I'm with the loyal ones
We break the hotels, the papers rain down
Ah, ah, eh, I have it
If that's off, I turn it on
Taking a keto I'm crazier than Loquendo
Bitch, I don't sell myself

Mom says I'm cute, that's why the bitches stick to me
I know it's not true, it's because I always have the dough
If you disrespect me, it's two for the chest and one for the head
Bitch, I'm from the hood, love for the mom, love for the blade

Oh-oh-oh, what do I have to do now, man?
Do I re—, do you turn off the light?

She used to say that, but now she knows
That the bitches stick to me because I have the key
Mai, drinking syrup, I feel Arab
Put away the phone, unless you want me to record you

She likes knowing that I won't love her
Let's go to the highway, she gets on the ship
Crazy, I don't want a million, I want some pairs
I have lobster flow, bro, I'm dizzy

Franux Bae La Situación, on the track, the curtain
Cold in the heat, there's no clone in this
I hit a home run, two bitches on the couch
Dough in the fine Louis Vuitton purse

Bitchie call me daddy, I don't know her mom
I'm going-go-going to have a gram of gold for each gray hair
In the hood it's knock out, his girlfriend gives herself away
Strength and freedom for mine in the slammer

Mom says I'm cute
Mom says I'm cute (oh, mom, if dad finds out)
Hahaha
ShiShi, are you going to continue?
Yeah-yeah-yeah, Dillom
Tell me—, tell me Fosse