OHMAMI - Chase Atlantic (slowed)

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  • Опубликовано: 5 фев 2025
  • OHMAMI - Chase Atlantic (slowed)
    “OH MAMI” is the first single released following Chase Atlantic’s third studio LP “Beauty In Death”. A snippet of the song was first shown in the Chase Atlantic throwback livestream hosted on Veeps on 20/02/2021.
    The ERPG logo spoof on the bottom left of the cover indicates that “OHMAMI” is part of a deluxe reissue of “Beauty In Death”.
    Lyrics:
    [Intro: Mitchel Cave]
    Bitch, I'm fuckin' styling
    Yuh (Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh)
    Yeah (Woah)
    [Verse 1: Mitchel Cave]
    Cuban link, diamond cross
    I got a Spanish chiquita
    "No habla ingles"; not at all, no
    Cut up three lines like Adidas
    She clean that shit up with her nose
    And I got a kilo, no Kilimanjaro
    Baby, just a mountain of coke
    [Chorus: Mitchel Cave]
    Ooh, mami, this a new 'Rari
    Hit one-fifty on the dash, I bent the corner
    Then she bent it for me sideways, uh
    I might have to fuck her on the highway, yuh
    Ooh, woah
    Ooh, mami, I got blue Molly
    I throw Louis V, Supreme on top of Murakami
    Bitch, I'm fuckin' styling, yeah
    I might say I love her, but I'm lying, yeah-ah
    Yeah, woah
    [Post-Chorus: Mitchel Cave]
    Oh, no, no, no, oh
    Yeah, yeah
    [Verse 2: Christian Anthony]
    Mamacita, I can see the devil in your eyes
    Muy bonita, tu quieres estar by my side
    She might make me stay in for the night
    For the night, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
    Call Maria, let's get drunk
    I haven't been out for a month
    Got a two-liter in the back
    And another bottle in the trunk
    Columbian gold in the front seat
    The foreign girls showing me love
    Telling your friends that you hate me
    But I know you can't get enough
    [Chorus: Mitchel Cave]
    Ooh, mami, this a new 'Rari
    Hit one-fifty on the dash, I bent the corner
    Now, now bend it for me sideways, uh
    I might have to fuck her on the highway, yuh
    Yeah, woah
    [Verse 3: Mitchel Cave]
    Ooh, oh my
    I don't wanna take this call
    I'm too high; red eyes
    She might even take the fall if I ask her
    Baby, pop it backwards
    Acting extra, but she never been an actress, yeah
    Ah, shit
    Oh, yeah, yeah-ah-ah-ah, woah
    Oh, yeah, yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, eh
    Oh, yeah, yeah-ah-ah-ah
    Oh, shit
    [Bridge: Mitchel Cave]
    I said, I said "Ooh mami, this a new 'Rari"
    Bitch, I'm fuckin' styling, I don't need no stylist
    All of my dogs, they be whyling
    [Breakdown: Mitchel Cave]
    Shit
    Fuck a double date
    Double-down on everything I say
    You can bring your friend, but she don't get to stay
    Guarantee she'll end up leaving anyway
    Never play, dog, watch out
    Dark flames when my doors swing out
    Switch lanes on a one-way route
    Switchblade make your blood pour out
    Make it rain in a drought
    Hop in, hop out
    Motherfucker, get down when I say "down"
    Brown duffle bag, I fill it up with 30 clip rounds
    Drop shit, pop wheelies; fuck a breakdown
    I don't give a-
    Bitch, I'ma slide either way
    Please do not try me today
    I see the static from a mile away
    She wanna fuck me, "Okay"
    She wanna know how it tastes
    [Outro: Mitchel Cave]
    Yeah, yeah
    Fuck all that talking, I'm restless, yeah
    I pray that I don't get arrested
    Pray that she wake up for breakfast
    Pray that she wake up for breakfast

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