Jack Frost
Dougie F, Fuego
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Yo', Luyo, put that up one time Luyo (huh) Yeah, quiere Henny' con la coca (yeah) Yeah, ella es mala y juiciosa (yeah) Yeah, mira el humo como flota (huh) Yeah, me da el humo con la boca (yeah) Yeah ¿Cómo lo hace? ¿Cómo lo hace? Yo no sé (yeah, yeah) Tiene un culo que parece que e' 3D (yeah) Que rebota de la cama a la pared (ey) Quiere que yo le de con el infrared (skrrt) Lo tira pa' atrá', Denisse Le gusta mi trap, magnifico (yeah) Sé que me quiere amarra', difícil (ey) A mí me gusta fumar, como Wiz (wuh) Jack Frost my wrist (ey) Tú no tiene' grasa (yeah) like this Soy un rockstar, como Kiss (Kiss) Yo nací un boss, no cap Ere' mía y tú lo sabe', bae Ere' mía y tú lo sabe', bae Confío en ti, bebé Confío en ti, bebé (en ti, bebé) Yeah, quiere Henny' con la coca (yeah) Yeah, ella es mala y juiciosa (yeah) Yeah, mira el humo como flota (huh) Yeah, me da el humo con la boca, yeah She want the Loui' and coca, upgraded to the 42 (yeah) She dancin' on the wrist Watch the drip, shit, ain't waterproof (no) Bitch, you late with the drunk texts Better pick up when I'm callin' (pick up, pick up) Friends can't, trynna run a plate Had to re-run like an audible, yeah (yeah) And did you see that I ain't got a roof? (No) Not my bitch, so why would I lie to you? (Why?) You've should know that anything possible (Shit) F*ck with your vibe and then we can go tropical Hop on the jet, we land on the sand, damn F*ck and nut, then I take you shopping too Yeah, Chanel, Dior, depends, damn But you look good in the Prada too (let's go), yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Can't get ahead of yourself I really wonder what you say to yourself You got me thinkin' like: "Maybe I help" You think about me, you should play with yourself I'm hittin' spots that you've never could fill You know the difference, baby, know that is real The back hit like I just got a deal (ah) The crazy part, I ain't even got a deal (no, no, no) And I still turn down offer after offer (still) If she leave my side Then she know that she gon' suffer (yeah-yeah-yeah) She know it ain't nothing For me to kick her out that roster (no, it ain't nothing) But mixing all this licor only gon' make it harder Yeah, she like Henny' with the coke Yeah, she be throwing to the most Yeah, she be all up in my door Yeah, she like: "What up with no tours?" Yeah Jack Frost my wrist Tú no tiene' grasa like this Soy un rockstar, como Kiss (Kiss, Kiss, Kiss) And I still turn down offer after offer (still) If she leave my side Then she know that she gon' suffer (yeah-yeah-yeah) She know it ain't nothing For me to kick her out that roster (no, it ain't nothing) But mixing all this licor only gon' make it harder
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Written by: Miguel Duran, Douglas Ford, Feezor Cody Wayne, Luis Melendez, NIki Paul Garces
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