Hijo De Su Madre
You a hoe when it comes to real life
Hot tub, what that coffee feel like?
Nice rug I ain't talking real pipe
Cyclops on the twelve, come near, I
I dress up when I hang with rich kids
I guess I'm hanging with rich kids, hey
I just thought of some new shit, yeah
And we still watching bootleg
Say you wanna make a scene? Ah, ah
Oh, you wanna rock the beat? Ah-ah, ah, ah
Say you wanna make a scene? Ah-ah
Oh, you wanna rock the beat? Ah-ah, ah, ah
You ain't ever seen a brown boy like this
I shoulda seen your lips through your eyelids
I shoulda bought some gas for the mileage
Now my whip hella stuck with no pilot
Indiana kinda hot for my biceps
I ain't really got no biceps
Why you always concerned who I kiss?
Yeah, I just wanna call for a ride
My baby's calling me
I'm picking up like "Hey, babe"
Asking where I'm at
I just say "Okay"
My baby's calling me
I'm picking up like "Hey, babe"
Asking where I'm at
I just say "Okay"
Say you wanna make a scene? Ah-ah
Oh, you wanna rock the beat? Ah-ah, ah, ah
Say you wanna make a scene? Ah-ah
Oh, you wanna rock the beat? Ah-ah, ah, ah
Fuck, what you do to my head?
You should step out before you find something bad
You should call the cops when you give me a lift
You should call the cops when you give me a lift
Say you wanna make a scene? Ah-ah
Oh, you wanna rock the beat? Ah-ah, ah, ah
Say you wanna make a scene? Ah-ah
Oh, you wanna rock the beat? Ah-ah, ah, ah
Hot tub, what that coffee feel like?
Nice rug I ain't talking real pipe
Cyclops on the twelve, come near, I
I dress up when I hang with rich kids
I guess I'm hanging with rich kids, hey
I just thought of some new shit, yeah
And we still watching bootleg
Say you wanna make a scene? Ah, ah
Oh, you wanna rock the beat? Ah-ah, ah, ah
Say you wanna make a scene? Ah-ah
Oh, you wanna rock the beat? Ah-ah, ah, ah
You ain't ever seen a brown boy like this
I shoulda seen your lips through your eyelids
I shoulda bought some gas for the mileage
Now my whip hella stuck with no pilot
Indiana kinda hot for my biceps
I ain't really got no biceps
Why you always concerned who I kiss?
Yeah, I just wanna call for a ride
My baby's calling me
I'm picking up like "Hey, babe"
Asking where I'm at
I just say "Okay"
My baby's calling me
I'm picking up like "Hey, babe"
Asking where I'm at
I just say "Okay"
Say you wanna make a scene? Ah-ah
Oh, you wanna rock the beat? Ah-ah, ah, ah
Say you wanna make a scene? Ah-ah
Oh, you wanna rock the beat? Ah-ah, ah, ah
Fuck, what you do to my head?
You should step out before you find something bad
You should call the cops when you give me a lift
You should call the cops when you give me a lift
Say you wanna make a scene? Ah-ah
Oh, you wanna rock the beat? Ah-ah, ah, ah
Say you wanna make a scene? Ah-ah
Oh, you wanna rock the beat? Ah-ah, ah, ah
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Writer(s): Omar Apolonio Velasco
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