Lyrics

Carlos Lyra cuando se tira Red beam the future in the scope with the mira Fantasma flow, the ghost in the mirror Inhale the santeria smoke que respira I never wrote a mentira NIKO he inspira Sente a semente quando a planeta gira 180 movements like he just turn legal At 18 I tripped just to kill the ego Now the ego is only real amigo Cause it's hard to chill with people that's not similar to NIKO I'm assembling the regal, palácio steeple Te vás muy rápido Despacio chico El Bendecido said negativity is evil I Shaquille you mu'fuckas like diesel Bricks in the building That's bricks of bustelo I'm talking more bricks Than Shaq at the free throw Yo no soy hijo de una puta Yo soy la semilla de la fruta Need a palácio en el Milky Way espácio Beats bang from the Casio ask Ignacio A limoncello and muffuletta from Stassio's Estás muy rápido con lá boquita mami despacio Since a snotty nose I been fly like mariposa Hardly sober Papi Picasso tripping sipping on Bacardi soda Never tell me that the party's over I just got here I'll start the party outside I'll be parking lot pimping Madri gras dripping Garcia twisting Aguardiente bottles I'm sipping Pana, I travel with marijuana I'm LaGuardia tripping Find me where the sun shining best Unwinding blessed, getting dumb high on the success When it's grinding ain't no time to rest I asked the sky am i the best And the reply was yes Si Si Se puede Nos fuimos Yeah I'ma pull up on you in Brazil I got like a four day lay over In Negril Wha Yo singo, a mi no me singan All I got for a bitch is peppermint chicle and pinga Had em tweaking of the gringa Ya todos los discos se vendieron No me digas I be low in Rancho Cucamonga My sweats cost a hundo The shrimp all jumbo Tirando peos de langosta Dinero me sobra Rascándome las bolas You be home stressing trying to pull a hit out Shorty bout to rate me she trying to put her tip out Check this bitch out Cojelo suave Hablame de negocios o no me hables I be in some blue shit ceased like cool whip Scrapped with some paper Like a pair of new kicks New shit Homie from Brazil he produced it Exclusive Me I'm off a pill feeling lucid Pouring out champ Like I just won a chip Break a bitch back Like I'm home from a bid Excuse me miss Wha
Writer(s): Nikolai Paiva Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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