| Cuban link, diamond cross
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| I got a Spanish chiquita
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| «No habla ingles»; |
| not at all, no
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| Cut up three lines like Adidas
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| She clean that shit up with her nose
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| And I got a kilo, no
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| Kilimanjaro, baby, just a mountain of coke
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| Ooh, mami, this a new 'Rari
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| Hit 150 on the dash I bent the corner
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| Then she bent it for me sideways, uh
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| I might have to fuck her on the highway, yuh
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| Ooh, woah
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| Ooh, mami, I got blue molly
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| I throw Louis V, Supreme on top of Murakami
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| Bitch, I’m fuckin' styling, yeah
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| I might say I love her, but I’m lying, yeah-ah
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| Yeah, woah
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| Oh, no, no, no
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| Mamacita, I can see the devil in your eyes
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| Muy bonita, tu quieres estar by my side
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| She might make me stay in for the night
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| For the night, oh
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| Call Maria, lets get drunk
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| I haven’t been out for a month
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| Got a two-liter in the back and another bottle in the trunk
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| Columbian gold in the front seat
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| The foreign girls showing me love
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| Telling your friends that you hate me
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| But I know that you can’t get enough
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| Ooh, mami, this a new 'Rari
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| Hit 150 on the dash I bent the corner
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| Ugh, now bend it for me sideways, uh
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| I might have to fuck her on the highway, yuh
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| Yuh, woah
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| Oh, oh my
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| I don’t wanna take this call
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| I’m too high, red eyes
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| She might even take the fall if I ask her
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| Baby, pop it backwards
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| Acting extra, but she never been an actress, yeah
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| Ah, shit
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| Oh yeah yeah-ah-ah-ah woah
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| Oh yeah yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, eh
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| Oh yeah yeah-ah-ah-ah
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| Oh, shit
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| I said, I said ooh mami, this a new rari'
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| Bitch I’m fucking styling, I don’t need no stylist
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| All of my dogs they be whyling
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| Shit
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| Fuck a double date
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| Double-down on everything I say
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| You can bring a friend, but she don’t get to stay
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| Guarantee she’ll end up leaving anyway
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| Never play, dog watch out
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| Dark flames when my doors swing out
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| Switch lanes on a one-way route
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| Switchblade make your blood pour out
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| Make it rain in a drought
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| Hop in, hop out
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| Motherfucker, get down when I say «down»
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| Brown duffle bag, I fill it up with 30 clip rounds
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| Drop shit, pop wheelies; |
| fuck a break down
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| I don’t give a…
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| Bitch, I’ma slide either way
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| Please do not try me today
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| I see the static from a mile away
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| She wanna fuck me, «ok»
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| She wanna know how it tastes, yeah
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| Fuck all that talking I’m restless
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| I pray that I don’t get arrested
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| I pray that she wake up for breakfast
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| Pray that she wake up for breakfast |