Los Bukis

Ta TaTaTa
Damn got them hoes lookin'
Heisnburg in the lab back to cookin'
Headed out west to expand the business
Now it's palm trees Los Angeles
The only fuckin' mexican in illuminati
Fuck that, newest member of Chinga Tu Madre
I heard you taking that shit with basura
switching lanes on the air screamin' LA TUYA
I know how it feels to catch a hunna bands
I know how it feels to lose a hunna bands
Never made a million but I came close
Came into power made a player overdose
Yo babymomma said I have the best D
When your girlfriend with me I be stress free
Jesus peace Marco Antonio Sulis
Sounding like Los Bukis hunna wires all in my sheets
The bud + the lighter = team work
You gotta be patient let the dream work
Cause back in the day
Buying bread with pennies
With the same old jeans same old tennis
Now the only fucking Mexican up in first class
But one day numba Mexicans up in first class
I can't fuck with a bitch if she bipolar
Lifes a bitch if she bipolar
Love in the streets thats the Hood Grammy
It ain't gotta be said it's understood family
I never hit the pin, never came close
Got some good ass lawyers, case closed
Gettin' head in the whip in your girl car
Arm out yelling out "WORLD STAR"
Jesus peace, Marco Antonio Sulis
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