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James, this what the grind 'bout

When she call me up hop in that pussy I slip and slide out
Mix that forty-two Don Julio with the lemon-lime now
I changed

drinkin' all
the Julio But it's okay, we vibin
Sittin' in this chair and this bitch reclinin' Smokin' to the sky, yeah, bitch, we flyin

Why do I gotta worry

este cartel

Mes de julio del año '92
Fue cuando yo me despedí de mi patrón
Le di mi arma y enseguida me abrazó
Y de buen modo me dejo su bendición

baby?
I must stop bein' crazy
Let's just, oh
Let's just, hmm
Let's just, let's just, oh (Julio)
Let's just, hmm (yeah)

J'suis nostalgique de

Qué pajo, ma' adivina quien llega
Julio Voltio, el vaquero y Maestro mi colega
Que quede claro, que los mios no juegan
La calle es de nosotros
Tu

ti)
Ella volvió
(pero yo no te guardo renco rencor)
Ella volvió
(no digas que uno malo en clave julio voltio pa' darte en palo)

Yo sabia que

Julio 70 y un Grammy original
Si no es de la californiana Pana no voy a fumar
Me envían desde Tijuana por DHL carnal

Real reconoce real 
Acá no hace

the streets
Julio jus sent me 30 they'll be gon in a week
You posting shit like you be thugging
Boy I know how you be
22 - 6 for that lil thang And gave me 1

vuelta pronto me disparas
Sirve otra ronda que tu ídolo paga,
Te das de Don Julio y no vales nada

No existen tus marcas caras mal gastadas
Tus únicas

checkers
Lookin like dominoes
Adios swag overdose I might overdose
I love the bros
Cause they gone ride like a rodeo
Julio touchin down on em with no jewelry

night, sipping don julio
But the time melts quick
Drop the ice to the floor won't you

I got to make a real reason, uh huh
Making fake a real treason

como calles por la siesta
Me rechazaste y confundí dioses en la fiesta junto a Julio César
Espero una opus magnum, mi obra maestra
Como el artesano que

Money too sweet abeg 
Money too sweet abeg
Abeg 
Money too sweet abeg
Abeg abeg
Money too sweet abeg
#VERSE
Henney xo
21 years
Don Julio red room dna
OBO

the door long enough, now I'm crashing the place

Taking shots with Don Julio, Smokin' Rose
You paid the cost to be the boss, so ain't no time to play
Ain't

papi , Don Julio, cause she know that's all that I drink
I've been smoking za , yeah this real za

I've been smoking shit to the face
Just bought a new

Lepratti... Mariano Ferreyra... Costequi ... Santillán...
ccá  está Julio López... Carlos Fuentealba... Cristian Ibañez... Y Marcelo Cuellar...
ccá está Juan

some hollows
Keep playin', we got hand grenades shaped like Don Julio bottles

I'm like Tupac with the energy, middle finger to my enemies

It's me

no tratan al prjimo como a s mismos
No te olvides que Cristo era julio
Y la raza Aria an no deja su delirio

El hombre negro es mi hermano
Si nos

we got hand grenades shaped like Don Julio bottles, it's butch, nigga

I got it out the mud, yeah, they all know, the bigger you get, the more they

me to cry for you, I could
If you told me to die for you, I would
Heard that song on the radio
Kinda hot
Don Julio
Baby take a sip
It turns me on

I

to hit it from the back but I got lazy
All this Don Julio man I need another 5th
Yeah I hit her in the studio sent her home in a Lyft
If you coming

left, left me
I took the L you booked a left
Pass me that Don Julio, yeah that boy he a fool he know it

So good, so good
Yeah we good, we good
Know

with the ice
My cup looking bruised
My cup looking bruised
Purple with the ice my cup looking bruised

I'm smoking exotic I'm gone
That don julio

a pro-fessional 
What you know about that Don Julio
I'm about a half a bottle deep squeezing lime in my cheeks
All I really need is some vans on my feet

Way way