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Letra : Hot 107.5
Brand new Cartiers
On a hot summer day
Choppa on me
Do em any kind of way
S.K. U B A
And my n**** O B A
We like, “OLAY OLAY...
OLAY OLAY!”
Hey!
(Feeling Hot Hot Hot)
Puerto Rico for the work
Go to Mexico for it
Go to Cuba for the work
I cross the border for it
(Feeling Hot Hot Hot)
Puerto Rico for the work
Go to Mexico for it
Go to Cuba for the work
I cross the border for it
(HOLLUP!)
Johnny Tapia
Me don't eat tilapia
Lobster on me ma
Versace Camoban
Gulla Gulla island
Drink Anejo witcho mama
You don't want no problems
AR make him a frittata
Aye caramba
I got hands I can rumble
Cross the border
Using bodies for bundles
Cha Cha mama
Shoot yo poppa for dollas
Gaula Sada
Pop his collar with hollows
Manana Mexican for tomorrow
Skuba Steve Coca leaves I'm sourcing
No middleman I know Jorge
Pablo Escobar type of the de fortune
Can't lock me up I'm a build me a fortress
You can't do sh*t
Ricky Marty-an in my brand new Cartiers
Ricky Bobby paid driving any kind of way
Shoot up your quinceanera
F**k your get together again
Eddie Guerrero euro stepping with pure dope
Skuba Guerrero selling hardcore holly
Mariachi band with the Molly
Do the salsa dance on your auntie
In a Monte she gone take a Carload
Cross between Castro and Marlo
Bricks from Morocco with barcodes
Lil N***** asking me what are those
(HUH!!)
Brand new Cartiers
On a hot summer day
Choppa on me
Do em any kind of way
S.K. U B A
And my n**** O B A
We like, “OLAY OLAY...
OLAY OLAY!”
Hey!
(Feeling Hot Hot Hot)
Puerto Rico for the work
Go to Mexico for it
Go to Cuba for the work
I cross the border for it
(Feeling Hot Hot Hot)
Puerto Rico for the work
Go to Mexico for it
Go to Cuba for the work
I cross the border for it
Mama told me, Boy be careful
You my only son you special
You my only son no extras
And I don't like these N***** gestures
I said Mama, don't you ever worry
I sleep with choppas and I wake up early
I made a promise and my n***** heard me
Oh yea them my potnas' and they really murder
Oh damn oops, that's off the record
Take that off the record
Big bro taught me better
I am so embarra**ed
I was born a feral
You got poor genetics
You been poor forever
You I know will never
Cross the border for it
Almost deported for it
Me a migo
You? Look like a trump supporter
Can't tell I'm no informant
Don't get lost like Dora the Explorer
Chop yo Ford Explorer
Duck to Bora Bora
L am Joe Pesci, Sada: Dinero
Chasing dinero
Good fellas but we are not the heros
Once a N**** tried to run to Rio de Janeiro
Put the stick to his head like a sombrero
Feeling hot hot hot habanero
Seen the cops, had to blast the barrel
Bent the block they caught me at Valero
No comprende me don't speak a English
B*t*h you fat and black
They told me I was petty
Yo b*t*h f**k with me the Longway Lisa Leslie
I ride the seite millas(?)
Jugando Miguel
Dropped in Chanel like I'm in the La Plaga Cartel
Commission the bells
Javion Roger Goodell
Speak with yo mind
But say what you feel
Don't pay me no mind
Just pay me in bills
Pu**y!
Brand new Cartiers
On a hot summer day
Choppa on me
Do em any kind of way
S.K. U B A
And my n**** O B A
We like, “OLAY OLAY...
OLAY OLAY!”
Hey!
(Feeling Hot Hot Hot)
Puerto Rico for the work
Go to Mexico for it
Go to Cuba for the work
I cross the border for it
(Feeling Hot Hot Hot)
Puerto Rico for the work
Go to Mexico for it
Go to Cuba for the work
I cross the border for it
On a hot summer day
Choppa on me
Do em any kind of way
S.K. U B A
And my n**** O B A
We like, “OLAY OLAY...
OLAY OLAY!”
Hey!
(Feeling Hot Hot Hot)
Puerto Rico for the work
Go to Mexico for it
Go to Cuba for the work
I cross the border for it
(Feeling Hot Hot Hot)
Puerto Rico for the work
Go to Mexico for it
Go to Cuba for the work
I cross the border for it
(HOLLUP!)
Johnny Tapia
Me don't eat tilapia
Lobster on me ma
Versace Camoban
Gulla Gulla island
Drink Anejo witcho mama
You don't want no problems
AR make him a frittata
Aye caramba
I got hands I can rumble
Cross the border
Using bodies for bundles
Cha Cha mama
Shoot yo poppa for dollas
Gaula Sada
Pop his collar with hollows
Manana Mexican for tomorrow
Skuba Steve Coca leaves I'm sourcing
No middleman I know Jorge
Pablo Escobar type of the de fortune
Can't lock me up I'm a build me a fortress
You can't do sh*t
Ricky Marty-an in my brand new Cartiers
Ricky Bobby paid driving any kind of way
Shoot up your quinceanera
F**k your get together again
Eddie Guerrero euro stepping with pure dope
Skuba Guerrero selling hardcore holly
Mariachi band with the Molly
Do the salsa dance on your auntie
In a Monte she gone take a Carload
Cross between Castro and Marlo
Bricks from Morocco with barcodes
Lil N***** asking me what are those
(HUH!!)
Brand new Cartiers
On a hot summer day
Choppa on me
Do em any kind of way
S.K. U B A
And my n**** O B A
We like, “OLAY OLAY...
OLAY OLAY!”
Hey!
(Feeling Hot Hot Hot)
Puerto Rico for the work
Go to Mexico for it
Go to Cuba for the work
I cross the border for it
(Feeling Hot Hot Hot)
Puerto Rico for the work
Go to Mexico for it
Go to Cuba for the work
I cross the border for it
Mama told me, Boy be careful
You my only son you special
You my only son no extras
And I don't like these N***** gestures
I said Mama, don't you ever worry
I sleep with choppas and I wake up early
I made a promise and my n***** heard me
Oh yea them my potnas' and they really murder
Oh damn oops, that's off the record
Take that off the record
Big bro taught me better
I am so embarra**ed
I was born a feral
You got poor genetics
You been poor forever
You I know will never
Cross the border for it
Almost deported for it
Me a migo
You? Look like a trump supporter
Can't tell I'm no informant
Don't get lost like Dora the Explorer
Chop yo Ford Explorer
Duck to Bora Bora
L am Joe Pesci, Sada: Dinero
Chasing dinero
Good fellas but we are not the heros
Once a N**** tried to run to Rio de Janeiro
Put the stick to his head like a sombrero
Feeling hot hot hot habanero
Seen the cops, had to blast the barrel
Bent the block they caught me at Valero
No comprende me don't speak a English
B*t*h you fat and black
They told me I was petty
Yo b*t*h f**k with me the Longway Lisa Leslie
I ride the seite millas(?)
Jugando Miguel
Dropped in Chanel like I'm in the La Plaga Cartel
Commission the bells
Javion Roger Goodell
Speak with yo mind
But say what you feel
Don't pay me no mind
Just pay me in bills
Pu**y!
Brand new Cartiers
On a hot summer day
Choppa on me
Do em any kind of way
S.K. U B A
And my n**** O B A
We like, “OLAY OLAY...
OLAY OLAY!”
Hey!
(Feeling Hot Hot Hot)
Puerto Rico for the work
Go to Mexico for it
Go to Cuba for the work
I cross the border for it
(Feeling Hot Hot Hot)
Puerto Rico for the work
Go to Mexico for it
Go to Cuba for the work
I cross the border for it
