Hola

Well if it ain't that hot spitta, guap getter, that's snow
All in the hospital they go
Hop in the Benz, Jetta or Rolls whether ballin' or broke I'll be killin' em slow
And I'll be walkin with a bunch of swag
But fuck that word, yo fuck I'm back
She just like Kirko, yep it Bangz
And I'm beatin' mother fuckers like a punching bag
When I walk up in the club and these boys wanna look
Paint wetter than the tub, in a tom rollin up
You can check on all my phones
And know I'm comin' up
Cuz I made a couple fuckin' hundred grand in a month
And I got the rubber bands that will snap right back
And I got the upper hand cause I came right back
Like I never ever left, cause I'm sick like that
Cali-swag with the pistol grip pump on my lap Hola, hola, bitch que pasa, break out the patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa, break out the patron and vodka
Hola, hola, bitch que pasa, break out the patron and vodka
Tron and vodka, bitch que pasa, break out the patron and vodka
Break it out, toke it up, mix that shit up in my cup
Break it out, toke it up, mix that shit up in my cup
Break it out, toke it up, mix that shit up
Break it out, toke it up, mix that shit up in my cup

Yo, um, um, hola, whats up
Got the purple and the double cup
And I'm so high, got em all lookin up
And I bet every guy in the club wanna touch
Little chick in the shades and the smile and the chucks
Bet they all blind if they don't look at us!
Cuz the girl with the crunk group of girls yellin what
Throwin bows, gettin drunk, but it's us in the club
They be yellin break it out, pour that drank
Break it down, smoke that dank
Gonna make it loud, what y'all think
Got purple clouds, and my sprite bright pink
And I got it messed up, cuz these girls stay trippin
But not this girl, cuz this girl stay pimpin
And I was always taught get in where you fit in
And I fit in really well in like every single city
Yo, look, um, I be knowin everybody wanna come alive
When I get ride and I'll be spittin that fire
Everybody got a look in their eyes
When I get down on stage, then I get a little higher
Cuz I buy your bars, I bought your star
My crew don't ever get tired
Cuz they're wired, liquor buy yours higher
Just a smile for the little picture on the flyer
Chicks stay shocked how we steppin about
Cars with no top how I'll be gettin' around
Thought y'all hot, but we coolin' em down
All my guns gon' clap, we'll be checkin the sound!

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