Lyrics:
dick long (pause!)
Stank puss make my dick soft
Probably bumping R. Kelly sipping Cristal
So you know the whole world getting pissed on
I don't
You are now entering the Kingdom of Prince Royce
Who before was royalty, was just one lonely voice
That from the streets of the Bronx,
Rose
Ay, ay, mh
I like to cha cha, ay
In a Latin bar, yeah
With a Dominican that resembles Taina (yeah, mh)
I like to cha cha, ay
I like to cha
sick growing in these walls
Like moss in a crack that time made
I brush a guy in the airport whistling it's a small world after all
And the prices are
Ay, ay, mh
I like to cha cha, ay
In a Latin bar, yeah
With a Dominican that resembles Taina (yeah, mh)
I like to cha cha, ay
I like to cha
just because we can
I turn to Cuba
Then Aruba then the Dominican
All my friends
Like to spend
Days on end
On the mend
I turn to you
I turn into
are higher
But the kids still selling lemonade
Get to the point of it
(get to the point of it)
Get to the sense of it
(get to the sense of it)
Dominicans wish that I was born there
I'm lookin' to be the God MC
You look at my hat and see thorns there
I look at the game and see porn there
I'm
the Dominican, Big Papi Ortiz
Doing target practice, all these bitches just aiming to please
Shout out to the CEO, 500 Degreez
Shout out to the OVO, red wings
your love to everyone
Contemplare et contemplata aliis tradere
We, the lay Dominicans
Part of Father Dominic’s family
Profess obedience, to live by
As the full eclipse approaches
I must build the illest creation known to mankind
(Master, what are you going to do?)
Big Daddy Kane
(Ah, yes,
shake with no instrument
They automatically on the list so don't even check em in
Are they Puerto Rican? or Dominican
I hear the ladies at the door, so go
comin' all outta ya face'll get ya clap God
(You are now listening to the sounds of Supreme Clientele)
Step in to the party, it's me
God Almighty,
the whip in stealth
Got a bad London bih, I call her Estelle
Woahhh
In that Dior, I just left the D. R. (Dominican Republic)
Hop in the whip, it start
Got
helped me cop my first GSX-are
Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skis
From Gerald Wallace
at the bank
Stop acting crazy 'cause you're not mine
Leave you here by the stop sign
Misbehaving sit your ass in the seat
I've been craving some Portillo's
El Tigre Fino
Mr. Dominican
R‐1 La Esencia
Flow Money Records
Pa que aguanten presion
pa que aguanten presion
pa que aguanten presion
pa pa pa
pa que
isla
Tens of thousands of Haitians could be forced to leave
The neighboring Dominican Republic
Thousands of acres of land are covered with sugar cane
the Dominican, Big Papi Ortiz
Doing target practice, all these bitches just aiming to please
Shout out to the CEO, 500 Degreez
Shout out to the OVO, red wings
to stepping, go about your day
I'm over here grinding, getting that pay
Found a way out, wins are here to stay
We dominicans don't play when it comes to money
We
mistake you for a star
That is exactly what you are
Simply extravagant, simply it's arrogant
To say I'll be best you
Ever have in your establishment
Give
Dominican-Cuban
My dad is from Chile and P.R. which means
I'm Chile-Domini-Curican
But I always say I'm from Queens!
Hey!
Carnaval (¡carnaval!)
Del barrio
So this whole entire life you thought you was Caribbean and you're not?
Nope, I'm half Caribbean, I'm Dominican
But you thought you was like
Seein' you rappers apply for the stimulus
Livin' a lie but die for your images
It's guns involved like cowboys and Indians
You Trackhawk niggas are not
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