Mi Gente

I pull up straight to the club and they
all show me love,
I'm with all of Mi Gente
They keep on asking for liquor and
pictures, they want me,
They all compliment me
And I ain't no boyfriend material, no,
I ain't got enough of time for that lately
But just for tonight, girl, I swear that I'll always be yours,
No, you ain't gotta worry 'bout nada
South Americana, sippin' on don and smokin' marijuana
Girl, let's skip the drama, ¿como tu te llamas?
Leave with me tonight, wake up with me mañana

Tell your man you're fucking with the man now
Heavy metal flow, I'm getting bands now
When I do a show, them bitches camp out
Bitches want a ring, I ain't no Galdalf
Oh, no, that's a no go
Got your girl tryna kick it like a dojo

I'm rocking all white, that's that coco
I'm a rock star, baby, be my Yoko
Girl, that body is a problem, wanna figure it out?
She told me show me all the things that you've been rapping about
I like your body language, baby, we can start at the mouth

I'm bobby bushe when I hit it, blow the whistle, I'm out

¿Y dónde está mi gente? Mais fais bouger la tête
¿Y dónde está mi gente? Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Un, dos, tres, leggo'
¿Y dónde está mi gente? Mais fais bouger la tête
¿Y dónde está mi gente? Say yeah, yeah, yeah

Look at that girl, oh, la, la
Meet me downstairs at the hotel bar
Body like that, baby, oh my god
If you got a friend, that's ménage à trois
And I can go all night, I won't stop (Won't stop)
I keep on hitting the right spot (Right spot)
I put the gun in the holster
Bang, bang, baby I got ya

Woah (Woah),
I gotta know (Gotta know)
Why you dancing by yourself out on the flo? (On the flo)

You got a man? (Got a man?)
Well, where he go? (Where he go?)
He should've never left your pretty ass alone
And when we're done (All done),

I'll take you home (Take you home)
And by the morning, I bet you won't wanna go (Wanna go)
I got a girl
Way back at home (Back at home)
So when you call me, better make that shit unknown
Estoy en una discoteca con una boliviana
Y yo se que tiene hombre, pero no me importa nada
Si me tiene loco, ella si me mata
Comenzamos en la calle, terminamos en la cama

I know what I like,
I know how I wanna live my life
I don't need no advice,
You're not here and we both know why, so,
Move from me when you're extra
Move from me with the passa
I'm buildin' up a house where they raised me,
Move with me, I'll go crazy.
Don't switch on me, I got big plans
We need to forward to the islands and get you gold, no spray tans
I need you to stop runnin' back to your ex, he's a wasteman
I wanna know, how come we can never slash and stay friends?
I'm blem for real, I might just say how I feel
Yeah, I'm blem for real, I might just say how I feel.



Credits
Writer(s): Mohombi Nzasi Moupondo, Jose Alvaro Osorio Balvin, Andres David Restrepo Echavarria, Willy Fauade William, Ashadally Adam
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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