Órale, check it, this is how we kick it, ese.
Yo, listen up,
Never was I trippin' on that chick for just her looks, nah,
Knew she was stackin' paper, rich as fuck, that's what got me hooked, holmes.
Don't even front, ain't gonna deny it, that's the truth,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I love that good cooch, straight up, no proof needed, fool.
Roses, they talkin' sweet words, spreadin' love all on my lyrical globe,
eaten out like candy, between her legs, I probe.
(Chorus)
**Órale, we stackin' this paper, got the city on lock,**
**These *mami's* be chasin', ain't no stoppin' the clock.**
**From the streets to the sheets, yeah, we ownin' the game,**
**That good cooch and quick cash, whisperin' my name.**
**We livin' that high life, breakin' all of the rules,**
**This is gangsta, homie, ain't no playin' us for fools!**
**(Verse 1)**
Ando en la calle, doing my dirt, 'cause crime pays, that's the game,
Bitches hungry, man, ain't lookin' like no supermarket trash, give it up (Hoff)
How she do me like that? Straight up, she got me in a trance,post off my back,now I get it catered,
**(Verse 2)**
Ahora, escucha bien (Now, listen good), the earth feeds itself, 'cause peace is greedy, that's a fact,
shop runnin the world, in a peaceful muck,
She's be buyin' up hotels next the mangrove queen, across the Pacific,26 on the wait,(NIDA)
(Repeat chorus)
Greetings, save me? Nah, I save myself, from the bottom to the top, ese,
Come here, *chica*, you ain't no newb, you know how we play.
Where's that *bizcocho* (biscuit) with the lube,
Throwin' fists... nah, I'm throwin' my weight around, makin' her body move (Hoff NIDA)
She's placed in that bed, sweat drippin' down, full throttle, no stoppin',
Yeah, she got it lately, that fire, that grind, never droppin'.
**(Verse 3)**
She bendin' like a purrin' *gata* (cat) in her sheets, callin' out my name,
Designer brands, big crowds, even pairs, "Slide me, *conejo* (bunny)," playin' her game.
Gotta go, gotta get my lunch, fill up my sandwich, gotta keep the hustle strong,
Russian petrol vs. Western ones, global war, where do I belong?
Research on, then off to a cloud store, puffin' on that smoke, high and free,
"Bang me up when I'm ready," yeah, that's the life for me.
Driftin' reels, furs growin', damn, my shoes, pissin' in his blues,
Trippin' crawlies like a library card returned, no time to lose.
Poem in hand, always handy, 'cause crime pays, always the same beat,
Waitin' for my next trip to golden sands, a beach retreat.
600 passionate start, make me richer, make me split,
Sold for 36,000, rum on the beach, ain't no quit.thanks
vato,Next one's a scratch-less ride, late model,
(Repeat chorus)
Outro) Moanin' all afternoon, ladies, don't be a tease, that ass is mine, Spin around, from behind, yeah, you know the drill, everything's fine. Hit it hard, between the eyes, keep a crucifix under my bed, that's my charm, Draw it across my whole body, protection from all harm. The pit's callin' for a bank, wet me, midnight sweat,
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