- Omar Apollo Hijo de Su Madre 歌詞
- Omar Apollo
- You a hoe when it comes to real life
Hot tub, what that coffee feel like?
Nice rug I aint talking real pipe
Cyclops on the twelve, come near, I
I dress up when I hang with rich kids
I guess Im hanging with rich kids, hey
I just thought of some new shit, yeah
And we still watching bootleg
Say you wanna make a scene?
Oh you wanna rock the beat?
Say you wanna make a scene?
Oh you wanna rock the beat?
You aint ever seen a brown boy like this
I shoulda seen your lips through your eyelids
I shoulda bought some gas for the mileage
Now my whip hella stuck with no pilot
Indiana kinda hot for my biceps
I aint really got no biceps
Why you always concerned who I kiss ?
Yeah, I just wanna call for a ride
My babys calling me
Im picking up like 'hey babe'
Asking where Im at
I just say 'OK'
My babys calling me
Im picking up like 'hey babe'
Asking where Im at
I just say 'OK'
Say you wanna make a scene?
Oh you wanna rock the beat ?
Say you wanna make a scene?
Oh you wanna rock the beat?
Fuck what you do to my head
You should step out before you find something bad
You should call the cops when you give me a lift
You should call the cops when you give me a lift
Say you wanna make a scene?
Oh you wanna rock the beat?
Say you wanna make a scene ?
Oh you wanna rock the beat?
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