G-G-G-G-G-U-E
Ramiks bitch
Brrrr

It says model on her profile
She knows my flow, bro, she knows my style
Always in line for the bathroom
She enters with four others
Mafia flow (mafia)
She says it was the first time but it didn't seem like it
Mami, you know I don't swag on Insta
The photo on private isn't fake
At one hundred eighty on the Rambla
Wanted by the cops
Hey, money in the bank
But she just wants to dance "La Bamba"
Brrrr

They told me she was a saint (ha)
I put her in a white Benz (ha)
She doesn't want to go on vacation (nah)
She just wants to dance "La Bamba"

Bamba, Bamba, Bamba, Bamba, Bamba
She just wants to dance "La Bamba"
Bamba, Bamba, Bamba, Bamba, Bamba
She just wants to dance "La Bamba"
She just wants to dance "La Bamba"
She just wants to dance "La Bamba"

Baby girl, how many likes do I get? (How many? How many?)
Because I party like in the Caribbean (ouch)
Because I wear Italian designers (yes)
Because I spend like it's Arabia (whoo)
Because I speak English, kiss in French
But you're too powdered, then I cry in Chinese
You thought I was a former footballer
From the wrist maybe a dealer
First anniversary in Thailand
After three years maybe I'll take you back
Hey, money in the bank
But she just wants to dance "La Bamba"
Brrrr

They told me she was a saint (ha)
I put her in a white Benz (ha)
She doesn't want to go on vacation (nah)
She just wants to dance "La Bamba"

Bamba, Bamba, Bamba, Bamba, Bamba
She just wants to dance "La Bamba"
Bamba, Bamba, Bamba, Bamba, Bamba
She just wants to dance "La Bamba"
She just wants to dance "La Bamba"
She just wants to dance "La Bamba"

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