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It's The Ghetto Singer
Zaga zau, zaga zau
(That track is sick, Chain)
Pocket the pistol, let's go to the club
We don't trust anyone, even if they look ugly
Classic perreo like back in high school
Partying, smoking (pu-pu-pum)
Pocket the pistol, let's go to the club
We don't trust anyone, even if they look ugly
Classic perreo, like back in high school
partying, smoking
Hah, do it Ryan
I'ma ask you to watch the guns, my guy, cause I'm gonna dance
Haha, of course
Pocket the pistol, pull out the horns
This is a classic perreo like Gasolina
She moves that ass like she doesn't imagine you (no)
She says that she likes it rough, that it doesn't hurt her
And we're not at a funeral, but I'll bury you
Fright night (what?), He tells me leggo (prr)
If you go with your bitches, I'll let loose my dogs
Just for one night, I don't cling
2CB, coke, whiskey on the rocks (Yeah)
And a pill that makes the beat explode
Go with a girl 'friend', and kiss each other's mouths
I light up the blunt and the smoke drives the girls crazy (ha)
Pocket the pistol, let's go to the club
We don't trust anyone, even if they look ugly
Classic perreo like back in high school
Partying, smoking (pu-pu-pum)
Pocket the pistol, let's go to the club
We don't trust anyone, even if they look ugly
Classic perreo, like back in high school
partying, smoking
This up-town baby wants to gangbang
Twerking in the ghetto, with the rappers
What does she want to drink? Cuz here we've got money
I'm your thug, not your Romeo
She has a big ass, but flat tits
I took her on vacation to Tijuana
Living as a narco, until death or gray hair
The pounds of kush and bottles of Buchanan's
Tell me what you want
A toilet seat and RedTube
That note hit me like a Kung Fu kick
If we go to Cancun I'll eat that pu-
And we're going to the bottom, baby, I'll put it on you
If you're willing, I'll propose everything
Cuz I know you're hot, like the Congo sun
But in Mexico I hang with all the gangsters
Who manage the cartel (pu-pu-pum)
Pocket the pistol, let's go to the club
We don't trust anyone, even if they look ugly
Classic perreo like back in high school
Partying, smoking (pu-pu-pum)
Pocket the pistol, let's go to the club
We don't trust anyone, even if they look ugly
Classic perreo, like back in high school
partying, smoking
Partying, smoking (haha)
yeah
Ovi
This is Ryan (ha)
Cuba, Colombia keeping it clean (haha)
All the world, watching their guns
My guy, who came here to dance, haha
What was that, then?
Listen to this bo' shit, oh oh oh oh, my guy
ovi
(It's Chain tracks, baby)
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mistyaura
submitted on 5 Mar 2023 - 02:39
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