LYRICS GAME

A little bag from Wanda

For red cosmos eyes

Oh, I like it, I love it

Excess calls me

I'm feeling Mojo Jojo

Boutary, dining in France

Then, straight to London

Long guns ready

Diamonds in the thong

Fuck, fantastic

I spot them by the smoke

In one, Jacob Co from the Godfather, something good

The show is intense, well, otherwise, what's the point?

The show is intense, well, otherwise, what's the point?

Well, otherwise, what's the point?

The boss, if there's any trouble, they jump for joy

Capi is ready and the Glock is at the ready

I'm King Midas, the super-pink

Compa Armenta, compa Tito

Up with the fucking Dynasty, my old man

Bye

Behave yourself

What?, what?, What?

Naked Bratz dolls at the pool party

Bichi Bratz at the pool party

They know, there's no one like me

Yes, dance for me, you little shit

Come to my bed

I'll give you an OXXO

Louis XIII in a red glass

Crazy-minded sweater

White mountains of dust

The PRADAs are flashy

I spot them by the smoke

In one, Jacob Co from the Godfather, something good

Here it's Ferrari, not Mercedes-Benz

The show is intense, well, otherwise, what's the point?

Well, otherwise, what's the point?

The boss, if there's any trouble, they jump for joy

Capi is ready and the Glock is at the ready

I'm King Midas, the super-pink