MAMA Lyrics (English Translation) – Emis Killa

Read the full MAMA (English Translation) lyrics by Emis Killa along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Emis Killa’s music, you can also explore LUNA STORTA and PHRATE, two other songs by Emis Killa.

[Intro]
Ah

[Verse 1]
When I see other couples, I swear sometimes I envy them (Yeah)
Who knows what Cupid was thinking that day
Taking you around is almost always suicide
We argue in the street while they film us
You’ve driven me crazy because you’re passionate
But that’s also why I’m having a hard time
Nothing personal, but I don’t see a future (Nah)
If you look at my phone, we’ll definitely break up (Brr)

When I look at your ass, I want to give you a push
You’ll definitely screw me over with those childlike eyes
You’re crazy like few others, when you have s*x you’re intense
You like weapons like Simba’s song
You’re baby, you’re cute, until you come down
Then you go back to being the same as always
Even when it’s December, you dress like a \
But fu*k appearances, you remain loyal
I adore you baby

[Chorus]
Mama-cita (Cita), she stays attached to me because I have a magnet for problems
Cala-mita (Mita), mama, mamacita
And now she calls me, screams
She won’t leave (??) because then she’ll find me like the
Mala-vita, mama, mamacita

[Verse 2]
When you dance in the club you don’t give anyone a chance (Ah)
You respond rudely to anyone who tries to make advances (Eh)
You look good in all the reels, you send men into a trance (Uh)
You’d be a millionaire if you opened an OnlyFans
It’s that your body acts as a pass, when we’re at the entrance
You get wasted like a man when we’re out at night
You’ve never seen the Duomo because you’re ghetto inside

You hate anyone with a central Italian accent
You have talent in fashion and in hurting me with words
Control freak, you’d want me in prison
If you could in your sleep, you’d tattoo your name on me Name
Just to mark my territory with the other \
Nine in the morning, you’re smoking in sunglasses
Listening to Latin music while you watch my stories
Yes, until the night before you called me: “Love,” now you hate me
Sweet or mean, I like you both ways
Mamacita

[Chorus]
Mama-cita (Cita), she stays attached to me because I have a
Magnet for problems (Mita), mama, mamacita
And now she calls me, screams
She won’t leave (??) because then she’ll find me like the
Bad life, mama, mamacita