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HAHA SOSA, YEAH BITCH Dime que te pasa mami yo te quiero Hold on little mama let me take you to el serro With the pretty lashes, no she not a cat fish Dime lo que quieres mami aquí voy estar Dime que te pasa mami yo te quiero Hold on little mama let me take you to el serro With the pretty lashes, no she not a cat fish Dime lo que quieres mami aquí voy estar With you're pretty eyes, shining like a dime Let me tell you something, let me be you're ride or die We can make it far got us looking at the stars If you ain't gon slide when I pass then don't say shit Pollie pop that nigga in his face just like bacon You ain't fucking with theses niggas you amazing Cute bitch pretty face that's my baby Brodie paid three hundred for the shoes and they not mikes Im chasing peso after peso you're bum ass don't gotta dollar Ian fucking with bitch if she don't act like my momma Heard you're mans in a casket and his ass screaming wakanda Mami dígame, dime lo que quieres Dime lo qué pasa yo se k por mi te mueres Im smoking on some rifa, I'm chillin with my peopla My nigga gotta blower not a beaper Issa demon She calling me a Sancho, man what ian no Pancho I met her on the 6, heard she be gobbled on that palo My nigga in the kitchen water whipping bricks My brother know I'm riding Nigga know I'm coming Bet we drop a fifty on opps no discussion Baby is you real? okay you was acting funny I just do this for the real, baby stop giving acccumptioms The day I lost little Za3 I had to smoke all my pain I just smoke it to the face and go on with my day We can pull up in a hoopie or pull up in a rafe Get the fuck out my face You hanging with the jakes My nigga gotta blower not a beaper watch you're face Hmm, watch your face My nigga gotta blower not a beaper watch you're face Dime que te pasa mami yo te quiero Hold on little mama let me take you to el serro With the pretty lashes, no she not a cat fish Dime lo que quieres mami aquí voy estar Mami dígame, dime lo que quieres Dime lo qué pasa yo se k por mi te mueres She calling me a Sancho man what ian no Pancho I met her on the 6, heard she be gobbled on that palo
Writer(s): John Calderon Sosa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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