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Cazzu

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Fulete

Full-Auto

Girls been tired of the love songs1

They want dollars, to be single on their grind

Girls been tired of the love songs

She got a full-auto tattooed and wants gangsta rap2

She wants gangsta rap, o-oh

Pretty, yeah

A bad bitch when she hits the kitty

Alongside her energy, we come fifty-fifty

A 2C-B that gives us sinusitis3

You gotta pay her to have the meeting

In short, bankrupting the city

The Catalina is also the Titi4

Lock it, shoot it

She weathers the market and sells it for more

So that she doesn't squeeze my ass in her face

Designer, don't wear Zara

Wherever she wears, she's expensive

Baby doesn't run with losers5

She'll give you an X, not the phone

Yesterday she asked if we're together or not

And in the club she paid for the whole bill and blunt,

Agh, that's why I eat her out and loosen my shorts

Your money doesn't matter, she's not looking for a man to support her

(sheesh)

Girls been tired of the love songs

They want dollars, to be single on their grind

Give it, baby, twerk on me

Put that ass on my mouth

Waist slim as a beer bottle's neck

I like her, heart of a cold bastard

But I lover her mouth because of how she sucks

Yeah, it puddles and drips when I run my hand over the area

Baby got tired of the love songs, and asked me to export her a pistol and a kilo

Yeah, through the airport, (-port), to Argentina from Puerto Rico

Now what I'm gonna do is give you my finger

If you propose, to put a ring on it

She got her acrylics done short, so that she can comfortably pull the trigger, bitch

(Grr, twerk, yeah)

For the fucking prince charming, the princess bought a full-auto

And she killed the dragon in the castle

The whole world is crazy and can screw itself (screw itself)

But she don't let no Bob the Builder hammer her, if he's not iced (iced, yeah)

Come now, past the bush

My cell is low on battery

But if you upload a photo

The screen gets brighter

That pussy and fat ass are pushing through her pants

(This is the anti-Judas, sunovabitch, grr)

This half-psycho baby is looking for someone to RIP

Cash and diamonds get her wet, she bought a jetski

You wanna be like us and we're the Real G

Ñengo6 is gonna burry anyone who talks shit about me

The boss of this fucking shit

Better that none miss

I don't lay fuses, but I'll light'em sitting on my throne, earning a few thousand rack, yeah

Better to not even look at us, yeah

We've got missiles

For those confused, better not hesitate

Your bitch adores me, the killers've arrived

Fifty-five rack in my wallet

Iced out like a fridge

I lit up your bed like a volcano

Don't be jerk daddy, it's better if nobody finds out

Girls been tired of the love songs,

They want dollars, to be single on their grind

Girls been tired of the loves songs

She got a full-auto tattooed and wants gangsta rap

We've got the full cinema experience

This is Real G4 Life7 and the G4

What?

I export a hundred more mags (more)

I buy another R and another AK (Gimmie)

Ha, RG4L (G4, motherfucker)

Here, the XL sticks

I smell money, mofucka, smell

I called the chiropractor, my neck hurts

Women yell: "Oh God, that's L"

If they see me outside the Acura TL (What?)

You want trouble? We'll give it to you

What are they saying, that they'll give it to me (No, bastard)

Under the water, if I was the one who made the divers swim (Did you see?)

I run with Cazzu, death and Nadal

We've got you located, we turned on the radar (Girl)

You can have balls with a rifle, but yours and mine are not the same

I leave them jumping like this bitch

That after you're blocked, Karl Malone in Utah

I see them investigating, I changed the route

I can't see the competition, they're miniscule (Ah)

Buss down watch, can't even tell the time (Ah, eh)

What happened, bastard? Tell me your grudge now (Girl)

For the music the iPhone, drug deal, Motorola (Woh)

I cut in front of you, never saw a line (Wuh)

I'll break your chest, it's not a chest plate

like in the studio I break the mixers

Altered senses, they call me "the hammer"

Spitting fire, but no gun (Ha)

You're boss in your area, but tell me who controls mine (Yes)

"We're shooting, crazy" to catch you, we'll turn on the drum mags Ha; wuh)

Girls been tired of the love songs

They want dollars, single on their grind

Girls been tired of the love songs,

She got a full-auto tattooed and wants gangsta rap

1. Romantiqueo is a Reggeaton sub-genre with romance/ love as the theme
2. Malianteo is a reaggeaton sub-genre about narco/criminal lifestyle
3. 2C-B 'tusi' is a common drug in LatAm. Snorting it can give addicts coke nose (sinusitis)
4. Telenovela reference- in it, a girl, Catalina, pulls a drug lord, 'el titi'. Basically saying that here, the hot girl is also powerful and rich.
5. Paloma is a looser/tryhard. The guy that can't get a girl, a job, but tries to flex and convince people he's all that.
6. Ñengo is another rapper
7. Real G4 life (real gangsta for life) is a series of regeatton albums by rapper Ñengo