| Y Oshun, caridad del pobre
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| Yemayá, mi guía espiritual
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| Virgencita, yo que soy tan pobre
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| Sólo clamo por la tranquilidad
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| Yea my skin tan, my fade low
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| My eyes green for those pesos
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| Eat chicharrón sin huesos
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| I’m pit-bull and I’m Tego
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| With the hoes like Don Francisco
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| I’m live O when I’m Big Pun
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| Bowl in a pot, little salson
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| Mix it all around, and Bodegaz what you got
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| Spanish Harlem, my play ground
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| Bullet proof it all, I’m safe now
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| Idaho potatoes, make it safe and sound
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| I’m a keep that gold, I’m a take that crown
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| I’m a still pump yay up-town
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| Pray to papa dios when I’m on that Greyhound
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| Fucked up nerves, back with a bird
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| Oh pass the cig, I’m a need a bust down!
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| Yo, Champagne my morning drink
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| Mami chulas in my bed giving head
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| Go ahead right before I blink
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| Brain so good a motherfucker can’t think
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| Straight Henny poured on my brand new mink
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| Bitch I get money bags, look like Brinks
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| Holy rosaries confess my sins
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| Call my girl doll, and Miami like a fin
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| Real thugged out, all black Tims, black Chevy Impa…
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| All black rims, no tints, seat back
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| Oh wait that’s him, that guy
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| Even Oliver’s people know I
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| Now they know my name, wanna hear my slang
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| Born a Latin King, I ain’t talking bout the gang
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| It’s the G note that us Tan Boys Ring
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| We ain’t got a problem letting off that thing |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don Francisco , by - Bodega Bamz. Song from the album Strictly 4 My P.A.P.I.Z, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп