Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guantanamera, artist - Sage The Gemini.
Date of issue: 20.04.2015
Song language: English
Guantanamera |
She always complaining, she say I’m a player |
Cars stupid fast, goodbye to my haters |
Ballin' at the gym, now who wanna play us |
Got a bad bitch, Guntanamera |
Whoa Guntanamera |
Whoa Guntanamera |
Whoa Guntanamera |
Hey, hey, Guntanamera |
Guntanamera we in Venezuela |
I don’t know her name but I know where she came from |
House so big I can’t see my neighbors |
I grab em and pass em, you try to save em |
Whoa Guntanamera |
Ridin' Audis through the hood, you know I be skatin' |
Tiptoeing' in my Jordans soon as I lace em |
Spent in all at the mall, it was Vuitton shoe laces |
Now I’ma go crazy, now baby you know that your looks are deceiving |
I tell all these girl that I’m rich and don’t need em and no one believes me |
These niggas be mad, I be catching their baby girl looking and peeping |
Take her home then I beat it till she sleeping, sleeping |
Pull up in a Benz screaming «fuck a hater!» |
And nigga I’da fucked your bitch on an elevator |
Nigga I’da tell your bitch I’ma fuck her later |
And she gon' only get this dick, not no fuckin' paper |
Vamanos, knock em all down like dominoes |
Then I tell em adios |
If you got a bad bitch and she suck a good dick |
Better lock her pussy down and you call it Guantanamo |
Huh, that pussy tryna run, call that cardio |
This gon' be a lot of fun, moon turn to the sun |
We gon' get it to tomorrow |
Spend a couple car notes on a couple bottles |
Yo the rich shit don’t end |
You don’t wanna roll all along, tell your homies come on |
And it’s on, I’ma hit your friend |
I’m cool with it if you cool with it |
If you suck, spit and you drool with it |
And I’ma be up in the hole all day |
Guantanamo bay, Trey |