Lyrics Droga a Domicilio - Conejo

Droga a Domicilio - Conejo
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Droga a Domicilio, artist - Conejo.
Date of issue: 30.09.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

Droga a Domicilio

Quieres coca, te la traigo
Just give me ten minutes, horita te caigo
Quieres grifo, tambien lo tengo
Motorcycle roll up driver puffing that leño
I deliver, to any major ciudad
Ese hit me on the celly for la cantidad
Estas realidad, la mercancia esta buena
And I even got the shit you can put in your venas
I got piedras, they cut you like you got velas
Cause everything you get, en la pipa te kemas
Nunca cenas, you fucking skinny as fuck
You used to be sworn, till you cluck me the truck
You running ah muck, I’m stacking my bucks
And every single day, I’m buying boxes of Chucks
So gracias, a tu maliya
I just gotta sit back and get my money por vida
Droga a domicilio, I get it to ya
Just don’t come with short cause them riders will do ya
Hella dirty, for tripping the birdy
You can run all you want can’t hide from the homies
They’ll do it for me, and bring me your head
In the black duffle bag ese newspaper read
They found ah body, decapitado
Y los vatos que lo isieron en la area buscados
I got to the way seen to gabachas
The first thing they asked, you got them tachas?
Yeah baby, cuantas quieres
I see her every week, twelve O’clock los viernes
Tengo clientes, from all raws of life
One could be your lawyer one could be your wife
And one could be the pilot on your flight to Japon
While he was in the air he took the hit of the Chron
Si me entiendes, nomas no vengas corto
Porque saco me navaja and your face te corto
No soporto, esas pendejadas
Depending on the size I could spit at you balas
No tengo ganas right now I’m out making my rounds
Collecting my cheddar, say you know I get down
Si necesitas, marcame alrato
If I can’t get it to you I got peeps in your varrio
Droga a domicilio, I get it to ya
Just don’t come with short cause them riders will do ya
Hella dirty, for tripping the birdy
You can run all you want can’t hide from the homies
They’ll do it for me, and bring me your head
In the black duffle bag ese newspaper read
They found ah body, decapitado
Y los vatos que lo isieron en la area buscados
Reparto globos ese cuantos quieres
Just name the location honde quieres que llege
And I’ll be there
Just come correct
Ese anything fish you put ah price on your neck

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Artist lyrics: Conejo