From:
Uh, uh, uh
Hey true, bang it up for the track
We gon' take it to the top and that's the truth
Truth hurts
Ha, ha
[Hook]
Oye!
If you broke but you still pimpin', drinkin', smokin', then say
Oye, oye!
If you ballin' buyin' bottles, then say
Oye mami!
If you pimp in your steps and your ass is fat, then say
(Oye papi!)
If you willin' to fight then we fuckin' tonight, then say
Oye, oye!
(Oye!)
Oye, oye, oye!
[Verse 1]
All I can see, all the mamis pull your thongs up and party with me
On the count of three, everybody claim where your from
One, two, three!
The Bottom, that's where I'm from, that's where I reside
That's what I represent till I die
Tuck your chains in, put your drinks down
and your sex up and get wild for the night
Pit Bull rock stikes move like a Lex truck
mami you got the next stunt (Alright)
Piccalo in the V.I.P. whip, four fingers in the air
hollerin' for life
I'm the chico that'll put it down for his people
Get my hands on any and everything
But I always keep my hands clean
Cuz Miami's full of dirty money and dirty things
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Mami look good from far, but when she got close
she was far from good, and I was like "oooofff"
I got the vodka, Cubo's got the cranberry juice
now it's time to get looooooose!
Se consigue para lo marinero que tiene mas cadena que cuello
Por dinero y una panza que parece que ese comieron - le son entero
I see mami who messes with nothin' but big tymers
who loves to get her "Roll On" (Roll on)
Askin' me if I could get my hands on some vitamin E
and I was like mami hold on
Translate to:
Uh, uh, uh
Hey true, bang it up for the track
We gon' take it to the top and that's the truth
Truth hurts
Ha, ha
[Hook]
Oye!
If you broke but you still pimpin', drinkin', smokin', then say
Oye, oye!
If you ballin' buyin' bottles, then say
Oye mami!
If you pimp in your steps and your ass is fat, then say
(Oye papi!)
If you willin' to fight then we fuckin' tonight, then say
Oye, oye!
(Oye!)
Oye, oye, oye!
[Verse 1]
All I can see, all the mamis pull your thongs up and party with me
On the count of three, everybody claim where your from
One, two, three!
The Bottom, that's where I'm from, that's where I reside
That's what I represent till I die
Tuck your chains in, put your drinks down
and your sex up and get wild for the night
Pit Bull rock stikes move like a Lex truck
mami you got the next stunt (Alright)
Piccalo in the V.I.P. whip, four fingers in the air
hollerin' for life
I'm the chico that'll put it down for his people
Get my hands on any and everything
But I always keep my hands clean
Cuz Miami's full of dirty money and dirty things
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Mami look good from far, but when she got close
she was far from good, and I was like "oooofff"
I got the vodka, Cubo's got the cranberry juice
now it's time to get looooooose!
Se consigue para lo marinero que tiene mas cadena que cuello
Por dinero y una panza que parece que ese comieron - le son entero
I see mami who messes with nothin' but big tymers
who loves to get her "Roll On" (Roll on)
Askin' me if I could get my hands on some vitamin E
and I was like mami hold on