Mango Nectar - Nitty Scott

You hear that boombah sound, that conga that’s call of the wild

They thank the flowers for their powers and flower the child

Mamis run up to shake it, she know that calling song

Hop in that Amazon, droppin it, what you poppin on?

Mango nectar on her neck and I’m back to my chant

Them dwellers jelly, shake my belly, I’m back to my dance

Smack it, smack it, make it clap in abundance

You need a compass for this boy, who the fuck is Columbus?

I’m wildin, yeah we on an island

Yeah we like a mixed lil panda, no designer

You could lose your hymen, tryna line it with the Mayans

I ain’t talkin' money when I say I got them black diamonds

Uh

Taina!

Ta-ta-Taina!

High up in a canopy, sweating like a fever

Something about the sun in the summer

It got us sunning you leeches

I got hyenas on leashes

It’s anything for Selenas!

And now they moving on my style

Say they never trust a big bula with a smile

So you wanna be my papi chulo for a while

That’s a lot of love

But Mami’s locks longer than her now

Big cat, Mufasa?

Chica mala, que pasa?

daddy like rasta

No llama, just are you

In the gold, I’m in the glow

Sipping on little

They tripping on shit

Been the original, lived individual

Little indigenous digital bitch