Hola
Wooo! Yo
Look, Huh Yo
Well if it ain't that hot spitter, guap getter, that's snow
All in the hospital they go
Hop in a Benz, jetta, or rolls.
Weather ballin, or broke
I'll be killing 'em slow!
And I'll be walking with a bunch of swag
But fuck that word, yo fuck I'm back
She just like Kirko yep that Bangz
And I'm beatin' mother fuckers like a punchin' bag
When I walk up in the club, and these boys wanna look
Paint wetter than the tub,
In a tom rollin up
you can check all me phones
and know I'm coming up
Cause I made a couple fucking hundred grand in a month
And I got the rubber bands that will snap right back
And I got the upper hand, cause I came right back
like I never ever left, cause I'm sick like that
Cali swag,
with the pistol grip pump on my lap,
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Patron and vodka!
Bitch que pasa
break out the patron and vodka
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up in my cup
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up in my cup
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up! Break it out
Break it out Toke it up
mix that shit up in my cup, cup, cup, cup!
Hola! What's up? Got the purple in a double cup
and I'm so high, got 'em all looking up
And I bet every guy in the club wanna touch!
Lil chick with the shades and the smile and the chucks
Bet they all blind if they don't look at us!
cause a girl with the krunk group of girls,
yelling what,
though were both getting drunk,
but it's us in the club,
and they yellin out break it out, pour that drink, break it down
Smoke that dank, gotta make it loud
What yall think, got purple clouds
And my sprite bright pink,
And I got it messed up
cause these girls stay tripping, but not this girl
Cause this girl stay pimping
And I was always taught,
get in where you fit in,
and I fit in real well like in every single city
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Patron and vodka!
Bitch que pasa
break out the patron and vodka
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up in my cup
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up in my cup
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up! Break it!
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up in my cup, cup, cup,
cup!
yo, look
Uhmm now I be knowing when everybody
wanna come alive
When I get ride and I'll be spitting that fire
Everybody got a look in their eyes
When I get down on stage, then I get a lil higher
Cause I buy your bars, I bought your star
My crew don't never get tired
Cause they're wired, Liqour buy yours higher
Just a smile for the little picture on the flier
Chicks they shocked, How we stepping about
Cars with no top, I'll be getting around
Thought yall hot But we cooling them down
All my guns gonna clap, we'll be checking the sound!
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Patron and vodka!
Bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Break it out! Toke it up
Bitch, that shit up in my cup
Break it out! Toke it up
Bitch, that shit up in my cup
Break it out! Toke it up
Bitch, that shit up! Break it!
Break it out! Toke it up
Bitch, that shit up in my cup, cup, cup, cup!
Look, Huh Yo
Well if it ain't that hot spitter, guap getter, that's snow
All in the hospital they go
Hop in a Benz, jetta, or rolls.
Weather ballin, or broke
I'll be killing 'em slow!
And I'll be walking with a bunch of swag
But fuck that word, yo fuck I'm back
She just like Kirko yep that Bangz
And I'm beatin' mother fuckers like a punchin' bag
When I walk up in the club, and these boys wanna look
Paint wetter than the tub,
In a tom rollin up
you can check all me phones
and know I'm coming up
Cause I made a couple fucking hundred grand in a month
And I got the rubber bands that will snap right back
And I got the upper hand, cause I came right back
like I never ever left, cause I'm sick like that
Cali swag,
with the pistol grip pump on my lap,
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Patron and vodka!
Bitch que pasa
break out the patron and vodka
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up in my cup
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up in my cup
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up! Break it out
Break it out Toke it up
mix that shit up in my cup, cup, cup, cup!
Hola! What's up? Got the purple in a double cup
and I'm so high, got 'em all looking up
And I bet every guy in the club wanna touch!
Lil chick with the shades and the smile and the chucks
Bet they all blind if they don't look at us!
cause a girl with the krunk group of girls,
yelling what,
though were both getting drunk,
but it's us in the club,
and they yellin out break it out, pour that drink, break it down
Smoke that dank, gotta make it loud
What yall think, got purple clouds
And my sprite bright pink,
And I got it messed up
cause these girls stay tripping, but not this girl
Cause this girl stay pimping
And I was always taught,
get in where you fit in,
and I fit in real well like in every single city
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Patron and vodka!
Bitch que pasa
break out the patron and vodka
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up in my cup
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up in my cup
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up! Break it!
Break it out! Toke it up
mix that shit up in my cup, cup, cup,
cup!
yo, look
Uhmm now I be knowing when everybody
wanna come alive
When I get ride and I'll be spitting that fire
Everybody got a look in their eyes
When I get down on stage, then I get a lil higher
Cause I buy your bars, I bought your star
My crew don't never get tired
Cause they're wired, Liqour buy yours higher
Just a smile for the little picture on the flier
Chicks they shocked, How we stepping about
Cars with no top, I'll be getting around
Thought yall hot But we cooling them down
All my guns gonna clap, we'll be checking the sound!
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Patron and vodka!
Bitch que pasa
Break out the Patron and vodka
Break it out! Toke it up
Bitch, that shit up in my cup
Break it out! Toke it up
Bitch, that shit up in my cup
Break it out! Toke it up
Bitch, that shit up! Break it!
Break it out! Toke it up
Bitch, that shit up in my cup, cup, cup, cup!
Credits
Writer(s): Marco Borrero, Claudia Feliciano
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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