Lyrics:
the club rockin' gucci bandana
Santana, play with your strings
Like I'm Santana (yeah yeah)
Bandana, in the club rockin' gucci bandana
I linked up with
control-trol
Pierdan el control-trol
Pierdan el control
Súbelo
Que pierdan el control
Toa la gatas en el club
Oh oh
Subelo
Turn it up
Que pierdan el
drawn
Make your way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be drinkin' 'til six in the mornin'
In the back of the club with ma-ma
Poppin' bottles
drawn
Make your way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be drinkin' 'til six in the mornin'
In the back of the club with ma-ma
Poppin' bottles of Cris
drawn
Make your way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be drinkin' 'til six in the mornin'
In the back of the club with ma-ma
Poppin' bottles
drawn
Make your way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be drinkin' 'til six in the mornin'
In the back of the club with ma-ma
Poppin' bottles of Cris
spend a little money
Make the bitch drop
I hit clubs, nigga with my right hand
Shit, Barbie Benz jeep when a nigga land
Think I'm TI, pop a rubberband
Hit
Homegirl, only right she in a proper tee
What I want and need, you and a sofa
I fly in a spaceship, I got a land the rover
Casa Cruz, Casa Blanca, Casanova
ohhh yeah (blackboimagik)
ohhh yeah
ohhh yeah
yeah
When I land the people turn up (turn up)
I get kpele from Osapa London (London)
Shayo for body
inside of Sam's club
I done did dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed
Swear I've been baptized each three or four times
But in the land where
sober
This a Range not no Land Rover
Beam on the thing so its game over
IG the target, so I make sure of
She spit from box call it c murder
Real talk
ain't the only one with rings in (The Palace)
Do your research, tell me your analysis
Take a jet and make you wonder where you land like Alice
Tell me
everything around me
Like a panorama and burn rubber with the
Ghost of Princess Diana
I'm like Santana: pullin' strings
In the game
While slaves emulate their
que instante
Eu.., eu fiquei danger?
E o meu semblante
Sem risada, cheiro não é flagrante
Mente expande
Quando a luz acende
Pique a Land Rover
E para os
(Hook)
Geddi wth the boys in a 4X4
Note rkhe jeb mai do by do (2x2)
We pull up in the club kehte oh my god
Chda hu mai stage pe i shoot my shot
land rover evoke
se embaca nois abre o teto
toda tatuada de lacy
me deixa esperto
chupa o meu pal
com a boca cheia de terpeno
to tipo como
nesse pique
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, thick like Luke dancers
Niggas grab your gats, bitches take a glance at
The little one, pullin' over in the Land Rover
Playin'
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, thick like Luke dancers
Niggas grab your gats, bitches take a glance at
The little one, pullin' over in the Land Rover
Playin'
a flannel, sucker, some hand soap, butter
A banjo and manhole cover
Hand over the mouth and nose smother
Trample ran over the tramp with the Land Rover
on and gimme some head
[Chorus: x2]
Loud pipes big rims
Wodie that's our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry that's our night
I know a lot of haters
I'ma throw it like Santana
Jo han, yo man is a ho like damn Santa
Lemme illustrate like Dan Hanna
What I am, see this man is a grandstanda
I'm
at the Hyde (Penthouse)
Stack that cash, it ain't the bank though
Stocks and bonds, just check my portfolio (White collar shit)
Boss of the land where the weed
through the sweatpants
I push a Range Rover, what you talkin' bout a Lex Land
Check it out, slide to VIP
A loose a strings, let you see the boys' D.I.C.
plasmas, ni el Land Rover ni el Mazda
Una casa de tres plantas pa' llenarlas de plantas
Quiero discos en los cuadros, cuadros en las bufandas
Por to' el
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