| Lyrics: | Verse One:
Ay yo, my family, half black and half godbody
Half blood and half leppa?
So
nigga weppa?
It don't matter whatever you is
I sneeze in your food (achoo), show you I'm
rude
I'm half Puerto Rock, what, Puerto Rican my pops
My moms black, most people call me a
mutt
Yo, they always said my first words was what what
And it stuck with me, like my fingers
stay sticky
Shifty, lowdown, greedy, and rissy
Take a shit on y'all, then I spit on
y'all
Niggas gas like a fuck, while in my car
Rock the low sport, always show Latino
support
My niggas travel from Miami to Cali, Cali to Miami
And even come home the whole
winter
Shit is cold in New York, God
Kid, it snow hard
I rather be out of state call me
Chico DeBarge
On some other shit
Nice and Slow like the Usher shit
You make me wanna
uh-huh, just smother shit
PYP, nigga, play your part
Or you can LFS, yo leave from
start
Chorus:
Esta Loca (Loca), Dame chocha (chocha)
Esta Loca (Loca), Dame
chocha (chocha)
Esta Loca (Loca), Dame chocha (chocha)
[woman] Damelo Papi por
favor
Verse Two:
Special guest appearance
My name hardly gets
clearance
Only family will have no interference
Or intersection, it's like a Thugged Out
connection
From in-state to out of state, we still eat great
And you know I like to get
drunk, roll that skunk
And I travel and pump, while y'all just punk
In your own hood, hoping
you blow, knock on wood
You do what I thought, why do what you should
I got a chick
everywhere, while y'all fuck local
Bitch I bumped years ago, got her throat vocal
I ain't
mad though, a nigga like me get mad dough
When I stick with my fam, yo, yo |
