Balabalabalabalam (this is the remix)

I have a little surprise for you
I'm coming for you so get ready (get ready, eh)
Get ready because there are many little things
Many hundred dollar bills

Today we're going shopping, buy whatever you want
Gucci, Armani, many purses
Jewelry, heels, mommy, whatever you want
There's money to spend, mommy

Today we're going shopping, buy whatever you want
Gucci, Armani, many purses
Jewelry, heels, mommy, whatever you want
There's money to spend, mommy

Without thinking she asks me for the Visa and in a hurry
And calls her friend who tells her
"Don't tell me we're going to the mall" she hooks on her sunglasses
That she doesn't take off unless she's in a fitting room (wow)

She wants to stay up all night, drink
End up in a motel for the next day
Go to Palomino on a fine yacht (yup)
And get some sun (do you understand what I'm telling you?)

I just cashed a check, mommy, just for you
I want to buy you a screen like the one my mom uses
Pandora, the ones with real diamonds
The ones that shine under the sun and even in the dark

Nothing more, I want to show you what I give without faking
I want to see you shining in the disco
Also that your friends get jealous
When they see you with me their hair stands on end

And let them know that you're with an artist
Lift your gaze, be optimistic
You are the favorite on my list
Go up to the V.I.P., let's enjoy the view

I want you to scream and tell me "Yes"
That we both enjoy my American Express
Come and enjoy your Victoria in secret
That no one knows how I do it to you, shh

Baby, choose whatever you want
Whatever you like the most you will have
Uoh-uoh, Louis Vuitton, Gouche wallet
Prada glasses, Dolce & Gabbana perfume

It doesn't matter what you choose because everything looks good on you
I don't mind spending thousands on you (uh-uh)
After here, straight to the dealer

Pass by your friend's house and show off
And tell her that your boyfriend bought you a new car
Churu-wah, ah-ah,
And have a good life with me (a good life with me)

Let's go on a trip today
Ask me for whatever you want, my baby
Let's go, oh, gyal,
Let me please you

Today we're going shopping, buy whatever you want
Gucci, Armani, many purses
Jewelry, heels, mommy, whatever you want
There's money to spend, mommy

Now there's money to spend, we don't eat ravioli anymore
Now it's caviar, apartment with a sea view
Remember in high school, we were in the ghetto
The movie is not VCR, now it's blue-ray

Baby, let's go to Montego Bay
On the Jet G4, everything paid for
And just you and me, ra-ro-ra-oh
Oh-ey, oh-ey

Whatever you want, ask for it
If it's up to me, take the whole store
Don't think about it and tell me
Jewelry, cars, whatever you want

We have a lot of shine, that's why we walk with a lot of cash
I'm fresh all the time and with money to spend
Ask for whatever you want because whatever you want I'll give you
And in the Louis Vuitton suitcase, put the red panties

If you have a couple of friends bring them, I don't tie
Your favorite brand, ask for it, I'll pay for it
On the way on the plane we do a couple of cool things
Baby, a couple of positions that you would never forget

Now I'm billing, mommy, in all countries
I have a very badass flow, the cats usually melt
If you want to come call me, if you want Gucci or Prada
You know what? That in Paris will be the first stop

Mommy, calm down, with me you lack nothing
Leave the wallet, just bring the desire
To spend with me, crazy live life
That sometimes it's short and only happens once

Let's take our love around the world
Enjoying is what I want, buy you the universe
In case tomorrow I die I don't take money to the grave
Only the memory of how much I love you

Sexy lady, let's go from boutique to boutique
Live the movie that there's a lot of ticket
Cartier, Bulgari, perfume and you're ready for the party
My baby comes out groomed with the Mackie
She calls me "Boss" because I'm her Young Gotti
She knows that with me everything comes out for free

Today we're going shopping, buy whatever you want
Gucci, Armani, many purses
Jewelry, heels, mommy, whatever you want
There's money to spend, mommy

Today we're going shopping, buy whatever you want
Gucci, Armani, many purses
Jewelry, heels, mommy, whatever you want
There's money to spend, mommy (money to spend, mommy)

What's up baby, man
This is Joe Fat man
We went shopping man
Opi, Yaga and Mackie
J Alvarez, Arcangel
Jory and Farruko man, we took the bank account for a walk man
And you know it's infinite man, we don't play man
We walk with Getto man, there's a schedule man
This guy convinces you and all man
You know we don't front man

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