Acapulco

Off with the toupee
Fake rappers need to get up out of dudes way
Or parlay put your money where you tooth lay
My shorty bad petite cake like soufflés
Long days used to fornicate with blonde babe
Just to kick her out the same day
I was healing in a cold way
Drinking liquor the homie was off of cocaine
Talking all that jazz through sax like John Coltrane

Numero uno I'm smoking cubans in Acapulco
Momma told me en esta vida nada esta seguro
Rappers pseudo I stir them up in a nice menudo
Drink my beer before I leave I gotta tip the grupo



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Writer(s): Edwin Armenta
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